By CryingShame58
Date: 2008 May 09
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We've Got To Quit Meeting

Your mind wanders "what if",
while my mind doesn't want to play that way; however,
we seem to play the same tune after our times and talks together.
From the instant of hellos and how do you dos,
til you open your arms and heart to me,
my spirit is gavotting on the edge.
From the walks of everyday life to our silly flirtations,
I yearn to lean into you for you to hold me close.
My memories flood my thoughts while my blood boils through my veins remembering how my softness and curves fit perfectly against your warm embrace.
As I watch your words flow from your mouth about whatever your heart desires,
I long for my lips to nibble yours,
and all the while--I wonder why--when you hold me,
why oh why does YOUR affection for me ignite my desire to a sweet reckless abandonment?
Is this chemistry, is it pheromones, is it just plain unadulterated lust? And as crazy as it makes me and seems to drive you to a place we both have committed that we will not "go there".
Why do we keep meeting like this?