I want to tell her how very weak I am for her
But I dare not
How I long for the sweet sound of her voice
That laugh springing forth from the child in her
But no
How I want to talk words, music, pictures and my soul
How unnecessary it is to give second thought to the surface
With her
Should I tell her she's as comfortable as flannel sheets with satin class
Kool-Aid in a crystal goblet
That I'm mated to her in ways that I both despise and live for
Absolutely not
Just..
One more
Time...
Hmmph! Would only lead to more of the same and then
More of that other same
Nah
Still
There is no substitute for the diamonds to be found in all that ground
And I crave those jewels
Sometimes with everything in me
Those memories shake me to this day
I know she quakes too
Why are things so ordered
Why are there games
Why do we bleed
Why not
Why
Should I tell her how very weak I am for her
For what
To what end
No
I dare not
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Been a long time family.
...just for old time's sake.
Hope all are well and prosperous.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
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8 comments:
Hey Soujourner, you've been missed. Wonderful as always to have you here.
Miss your writing SG. Miss reading your blog.
Beautifully written!!! This was very nice :)
That GOOD GOOD Blog
Thank you all ladies.
Very nice post.
LOVE LOVE LOVE this!
hey Shai!!! Girl, longtime....lovin' the commentary
Nice!
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