Come the King

Stand at mirror

left

right

front

back

all looks right

all looks tight

first date jitters

never thought

me

of all people

nervous

at this prospect.

Feelings

drawn

quartered

felt

before

eyes laid upon

know your voice

imprinted in my mind

commands to follow

breathless

waiting

wanting

smooth hair

hips

hands no where to go.

Doorbell rings

heart stutters

rapid beating

pulse

flaring

skin jumping

goose pebbled

one last glace

one last look

everything

nearly perfect

sultry smile

hooded eyes

pull door open

lean against

legs suddenly shaking

nipples erect

you

slide your hands into my hair

pull me close

our bodies fitting

pieces melded

your lips on mine

this……

this…..

whimper

collared

your babygirl

forever more.

 

Oct. 24/20

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Word of the Day Challenge #67-Untitled Poem

I am afraid.

None would think

to look at me

that there could reside

in my being

a fear so deep

a fear so intense

it causes me to overthink

to over analyze

with no definitive answer.

When the words cease to whisper

when the lines will not write

dread begins to rise

is it happening again

am I falling down the rabbit hole

unable to see

how much damage I am doing

but I am not

doing damage that is.

I walk the fine line

betwixt

normality

freakiness

murky needs hidden

please

I do not want to fall

I do not want to crawl at your feet.

I fret

I frown

I gnaw on my thoughts

unable to hold them clear

nervous I am

that insanity is calling my name.

Plastered smile

cheers

drink in hand

falling down

let me drown

that is all I am asking.

©Oct. 11/19

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