And the moon is full again.
And the moon is full again.
If I ever had the chance to finally be
alone with you anywhere in the world
No matter when it was somewhere,
that I could read and write about how
I feel about you and all the things I
would do to you. uh um I seem to
have well to tell you the truth. I am
not sure what I would do, for your
absolute sheer beauty has me
frozen right here where I stand, as
you paralyze me with your sexy eyes
that almost feels as if you can look
right through me to see who it is
that I really am while I am feeling
so completely terrified deep down
inside to my very embarrassed soul
so bad it does not know what to
do, so it hides its head in shame
and my poor heart now wants to
only skip a beat then act real cool
for just a few minutes, then it
pounds so hard through my chest
it feels as if it will bust right out,
then it stops for a second, and it
starts all over again. Oh, and I can
usually, talk the talk just as smooth
as ice in a hockey rink with my lips
softly whispering those words,
that makes any woman second
guess anyone that they maybe
with, causing a chain reaction
from the top of their head to
their bottom of their woman's
curves while they are in a heat
of passions that run real deep
then we are off to bed for at
least weekend or more, but you
have me so damn confused and
left with no words that I can use,
causing me to stand here and
stare and then stutter, like a
twelve-year-old boy finding his
dad's stash of old playboys and
seeing boobs for the very first
time as soon as you walk into
the room, my body shivers in fear,
causing me to want to turn away
and run just as fast as I can to
find my momma so I can try to
understand why I am now sucking
my thumb and she can tell me it
will be okay. Just stay away from
women like you. I swear you are
an angel who has lost her way
as I have never in my life seen
such beauty ever comes my way
so If I ever had the chance to be
alone with you, like right now at
this very moment, I would hope
and pray that you felt the same
and we could save our breaths
by not saying those words, you
and I have already heard a million
times before giving us more time
and energy for the night in which
will just be you and me making
love until we count three suns
down and the moon is full again.
Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.
A Poet's Journey
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