Everytime I see him,
I think of Hershey’s and hot chocolate velvet and satin softness sweet, gentle laughter and light lingering kisses. I think of sweet shit like the sound of gentle rain, the crackling of the fireplace and lovers holding hands in the dark talking low over a little Teddy Pendergrass. Everytime I see him, I think about doodling hearts and x’s and o’s and writing some type of love poem about romance and passion and bells ringing in chapel halls. I think of holding him and being held inside his need and the desire to touch his skin with my skin is because I want to be him be a part of him feel him be every part of me cause he got me writing romance novels and Hallmark movie endings and happily ever always every damn time I see him.
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11/26/2019 05:25:40 am
Why is she so quiet? What is she afraid of? I am not sure where these thoughts are leading but I think I am hungry and I really don't want to eat any carbs and sugar today. I feel I am getting sick already from all of it. I am afraid of what's happening to me. I am beginning to crave things I normally will just ignore. I used to be more at peace with my spiritual side but now I am craving for food and I wanted to be adored. I panic all the time. I can hardly breathe and I don't really know why this is happening.
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