Dark sheer- void of under color
Maybe it was a stranger night
Something she stated- inadvertently
Maybe in the way her shape moved
Stalling my train of current thoughts
That took off in a sudden fever
Even if-only inside my mind
Even if- secretly I- fantasized
But I felt safe and remained hidden
As I pretended being an empty airhead
Until she noticed, detected something
Colors sparkled; everything changed
She looked deeper and deeper
Into me, my soul’s open windows
I couldn’t hide, nor could I escape
To run; might heighten her suspicion
Her glances appeared more often
And she took longer and longer
Seeking my secrets like some spy
Even her eyes grew with intensity
Squinting tight, then opening wide
Until I felt her, inside my space
My cave of imaginary things
She was pervading my soul
My camouflage; foolishly failed
Flush of red casted over- and
Cold-sweat beads of upheaval
Breached my secret trust only to
Turn me in; exposed my shyness
I was loss for words, I couldn’t utter
I felt dizzy and my heart hurt
In a new strange but good way
And for some peculiar reason
I want to run- but not shy away
I desired to rush into her- the fire
The very fire I ignited purposely
I was craving her full embrace
Flattery infused my narcissism
I had to feel her real presence
Here, locked in my eager fingertips
The moistness of her whispers
Help her body’s heat- intensify
Get lost in caverns of imagination
Aid trembling emotions- come alive
I decided to plunge into the depths
Those colorful sparkling eyes of hers
But just as suddenly, she turned away
Slipping beyond my dumbfounds, gone
Who knew- how could I’ve known?
My exquisite muse, just…mused me!
Poet of the Light © 2018
Whispers of a poet's heart 