I.could.be.Happy................

To Be Embraced
The Lover
Hero
I Never Wrote Love Poems
Crush
Close my eyes
You Asked Me Why


TO BE EMBRACED

Your kiss,
could not be more bitter.
Your touch,
could not be more cold.
Your embrace,
could not make me shudder more
Please,
kiss me, touch me, hold me again.

THE LOVER

A woman stands at the waters edge.
Looking into the pure blue water, she can see to the rocky floor.
Staring deeper, she can see the water change, from it, emerges her lover.
Coldness.
Eyes like glacial run off.
Hands like the wide expanse of the oceans.
She steps into her lovers arms, and feels not the icy grip surrounding her.
She is swallowed by his intamite embrace, and gives her heart, soul, and life for his ethereal kiss.

HERO

Blue grey eyes staring up at you.
Wonderment in every word you speak.
Gentle touch, longing for more.
Letting go, of all bad memories and regrets.

You are my reluctant hero,
a guiding light, in the back of my mind,
that leads me to be better,
that I sometimes want to be.

Yours are the words in the back of my mind.
When I step forward to cross that line,
yours is the smile I long to see,
and the silent tears that I dread.

I NEVER WROTE LOVE POEMS

I never wrote love poems.
The emotion never seemed
to stay around long enough,
or touched me deeply enough.
It never seemed fitting to write
Something that would last,
For something so fleeting.

But I could write a story
about the way you smile,
when I whisper your name.
I could write a story,
about the way your hair
falls into your eyes.
I could write a poem,
about the love I feel for you.

CRUSH

He stood behind me, in line to see the movie,
and I took shallow breaths,
breathing in his scent.
It was new car, peppermint gum,
his father's cologne,
and the black sweater he always wore.
He touched my shoulder, which was bare,
despite the chill,
and my skin tingled, and my eyes closed.
I took one step forward, to fill the gap,
and I wished he would touch me again.

CLOSE MY EYES

I lie on cotton sheets,
Satin pillowcases.
Half awake, as I watch
you dress through heavy eyes.

Contented smiles we wear,
as you close the door behind you.
I cover myself,
and fall back to sleep.

YOU ASKED ME WHY

I guess it is because you saw me,
When I could not see myself.
I guess it’s because you heard me,
When I thought I had no voice.




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