Butterflies

I’m trying my best

I’m shutting my mind 

I’m reading a book

I’m eating sweet cake.

Anything to qualm

These pesky annoying sweet 

Butterflies 

Flying

Flapping

Flickering

Inside of me.

Warm Hands

Tender hands so warm

Placed upon my hungry skin

Yours are all I need

Craving

I can taste you without tasting you

I can feel you without feeling you

I can hear you without listening

I can see without seeing you.

Still my flesh craves

To make you

Wholly

Mine.

Feeling Secure

One of the nicest things a man can do for a woman is to help her feel secure. To make her feel that he is there for her. I speak for myself on this, but I have learnt that when I am feeling insecure it prompts a whole rash of odd, eccentric, psycho behavior. Attention-seeking behavior. Random texts that make no sense. Random words that make even less. Mood swings and aggression. Clinginess and tears. Poetry and prose and writing and a never-ending well of words.

When I am feeling secure I am a whole different person. Confident and out-going. Centered and in control. In my own power.

My success-relationships in the past had this in common. I felt secure. I felt wanted. I felt desired. I felt attractive. And I felt the other person was ‘into me’. That they were going to put in effort to pursue. That all I had to do was allow them to do just that. And none of them involved ‘flirting’. There was attraction, but it was on a deeper level than the superficial game of flirting. It involved speaking to me. Getting to know me. And addressing me by name. Like I’m a real person and not a random female sex object. Thats always a start!

I’ve Met Someone

I waited 

I wrote

I wept 

And who cares about that

It’s happened!

I’ve met someone 

Someone who sees my soul 

Who sees my smile 

Who sees me 

Oh glorious life 

Oh wondrous world 

My head is spinning 

My heart is flowing

My smile is smiling 

I’ve met someone!

Wily Charms

Take me naked
Take me dressed
Take me anywhere
The way you like best

Take me wild
Take me free
Unlock the desires
In the woman you see

I’ll be yours
I’ll open my arms
I’ll submit myself
To your wily charms

Seize my Passion

When I think of him

My heart skips a beat

When he looks my way

My face flushes with heat 

When he speaks to me 

I wonder what to say 

In everything I do

I give myself away 

I have a new crush

Divine masterpiece 

I am not dead yet –

Passion, to be seized 

Through the Night

Love me

Love me do

Love me like you do

Love me till all our passion

All our passion is consumed

Love me till this night is through

I’ll be on my knees for you

Alive

Your smokey eyes are a balm

Your accent weakens my resolve

My heart is beating 

 My pulse is racing

I am alive 

Chance Encounter

So there I was, coffee in hand, when the elevator rang, I ran, already waiting, you held the door, we travelled to our floor, empty space separating us, confined space connecting us, you smiled, gracing me with your shouldering eyes, I smiled. 

A chance encounter.