Amused
I lost;
The strength my words willed,
The musings my words instilled,
When you bowed out;
The publicized emotion my face bore for you,
Swimming the skies we spoke of, so blue,
Rhythm and notes were never effortless,
Sensing the bass like your fingertips’ caress,
Your charisma can draw,
Me beside,
The treble feels raw,
And I abide,
With depths not yet reached,
Inner layers not yet breached,
Trying every way to pour out,
Though it seems time to sort out,
Every newly charted position,
Every unsavory gut suspicion,
I need to padlock my heart,
It’s been a smooth re-start,
Of emotions once built-
Emotions once burnt-
Embers and ashes mark the way,
I’ll cement my lips,
So I can’t ask you to stay,
I’ll hide my hips,
To keep sinful thoughts at bay,
I want you reaching far beyond the body,
Far beyond the rustle of those muscles,
Far beyond the pupils I disappear in,
I want the essence,
The presence,
You project,
I may object,
When I analyze,
I must be wise,
And go with the merciless beating,
That is the heart I need to capture,
The pure feeling of mutual rapture;
I need your love.
Copyright © Melissa Ross | Year Posted 2011
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