An inconvenient truth

Whispers of a poet's heart

From time to time I thought about

Her, laying beneath the same stars

Possible dreaming of me, secretly

And longingly whispering my name

I knew innately I loved her

For all those rightful reasons

Though I hadn’t looked into her eyes

Let alone learned their color
Or felt the touch of her breathe

Causing goosebumps to erupt

As her lips playfully teased my skin

It almost seemed queer- yet wasn’t

She made me do more than smile

With her unadulterated witty words

That caused my lungs to fill with laughter

A laughter I couldn’t hold within

Even as I sat alone, reading, her voice

A ghostly voice I had only imagined

With an unmissable sultry sound

I’d recognize in real life, if ever I had heard it

I hadn’t known such simple pleasure

And the purity of it resonated

Deep, to the marrow of my bones

Simultaneously, it frightened me

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