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Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Something About Him

***Another poem this time:***



What is it about this man

that has me this way?

I want to learn him inside and out

because all this daydreaming,

make-believing

& fantasizing is no longer going to do.

What is it about this man

that's so intrigueing

& enticing to my existence that

everytime I see him my heart skips a beat?

His kisses leave me wanting more.

His scent lingers on my skin

like the white on rice

causing me to go crazy!!

His touch caresses me

& makes me melt

makes me want to just freeze frame in time

& never let him go.

What is it about this man

that makes me feel sexy?

Makes me feel like

while in each other's presence

I'm the only one that matters to him?

But the reality reassures me

as we go our separate ways

that we are not obligated to each other.

I don't know what it is about this man

that has me feeling the way I do.

Is it stimulating conversations that we have

& making us realize that we have some things in common?

Is it the fact that

from the first time I saw him

I could see what others (possibly) failed to see?

The potential of what could be

if only he had that extra push and encouragement?

I don't know what it is about this man

but he's got me wanting him!

3 comments:

  1. Uh oh! Sounds like someone's got it bad! Good for you...it's always fun to have a new interest to focus on :)

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  2. Beautiful poem from my beautiful friend! As if there was any doubt, right? LOL! My favorite line is "His scent lingers on my skin like the white on rice". Mad snaps for you, Maria! :)

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  3. LOL!! Thanks Kenny. I was feeling that poem as I was writing it.

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