Distpatches from the wilds of Poetania – The climb

I feel your eyes on me
as I walk away.
I take the first step
and my whole body tingles
singing my soul’s silent electric song
urging you
my ears strain
to hear the sound of you
running to my side.
I long to have you run
into my room,
jump onto the bed,
smother me with sloppy, eager kisses
that make me laugh.
Your twinkling eyes
and absurdly happy smile –
we would share those secret seconds
in bliss
before I would have to push you away
and scowl.
I reach the landing
I turn
you haven’t moved.
My sad eyes meet yours
“good girl” I say
“good girl”.

Published in: on January 23, 2008 at 11:26 am  Leave a Comment  

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