In the Beginning With Love
You're the one haunting my mind.
You're just offstage
You're right outside the door.
I'm sure that any minute
I could run up to you
And end this waiting
But you're still such a mystery to me
I'm afraid sometimes that I
Dreamed you up
You aren't real
And I keep trying to forget the days
When you were here
Because I'd rather not feel
Like I'm lying to myself. We still spend evenings warring
In the name of anticipation and passion
I tell myself we've never touched
I tell myself that all the time
And feign amnesia while
I still pretend to want you
I have a hundred kisses on my tongue
Waiting to greet you
Waiting to make up for
These last two months of lost time -
The first time you take me into your bed
I will keep you
I will not let you go again
Yours is the only name I'll ever speak
So having once been blessed
With your unforgiving Love
I will ask nothing but please:
Let me suck your bottom lip
Without tasting other women
And take every word from your lips
But my name, and whisper it often
And let me have you
Just let me have you for
A day or two
So I can know
What I'm getting into.
~ Circa 2003-2004ish
Saturday, August 13, 2011 | Posted in
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