A Poem by TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror

Just a normal looking laid back guy

No caution heard no Hazard signs

i'm just passing by

Our eyes meet

In that instant my heart skips a beat

The world around escapes, leaving us this framed exchange

Two people drawn in close, yet estranged

The magnitude behind that stare

Time has marked a place right here

ls this mutual ? a spark so passionate

Pulling us like a magnet

The Sheer force, a path for lust

a closer look a hunter’s thirst

More than the everyday juncture

I bargain with seduction, for a promise to deliver

the beauty in those eyes, step into me from afar

Pulling me in closer, close enough to declare

Real pleasure and pain

I catch the quick Connection, next stop obsession

I will not betray, feeding the momentum

An overwhelming assault like intoxication

A closer look, the impetuous invitation

No words Spoken here, all lie in surrender

The thrill of his skin, hot against mine

Skin on skin as bodies intertwine

A thousand nerves rushing to points hidden

Here I can not keep up with the surge that has risen

Again it climbs to a great height

And falls away with spite, claiming repetition

tight holds and harder kisses commit us to sensation

open to melt and mold for pure possession

No more beginnings, no more ends

Desire demands and will not bend

It pushes my pulse and sets my thoughts on fire

I am no longer in control the flames aspire

One more time  ……

I want to Scream  … one more time

Keep this moment holding me sublime

Look into my eyes, one last time

With a hunger and strength to carry

desire calls me, provoking the extraordinary

As a call in the wild leading me astray

gone free with a shooting star’s reentry

Our eyes turn away and no longer see

I’m just passing by incidentally

Just a normal looking laid back guy

© 2017 TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror

Author's Note

TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror
Which is a dream and which is true? There was a new employee at my office. I didn't think much of him when we first met. He was just that normal looking laid back guy. I was asked to train him in my collection accounts, that is what I do. During the time I was training him he sat at a desk across from me. A few days into the arrangement I was engrossed in my work and I looked up from my monitors for a second, our eyes met. He had been watching me and now we were locked in a stare. It caught me off guard it was intense the exchange of mutual attraction between us. I liked it and it was something I wanted to feel again. This normal looking laid back guy was more than I had labeled him. After the moment passed I had him switched to a different associate for his training. I wrote this Poem once I got my office back. So, this Poem is very real and very much my daydream gone extreme. If your still reading thank you and God Bless.

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Oh, Sons of Anarchy, huh?

A beautiful poem about a "mutual attraction" that just may never occur so you wonder what it might be like if you actually pursued him and what would happen between the two of you.

I've had moments like this where I've met eyes with an attractive woman I don't know and you daydream about the possibilities inherent in that moment but for any number of reasons you choose to do nothing about it.

It's a great "What If" poem regarding Love and Attraction. Nice job! It really made me think of a specific time when I was in a situation like this with a woman but I never tried to do anything about it.

Very powerful and effective poem, Sheer! :)

Posted 1 Year Ago

This is awesome, Sheer Kindness.As I know you write mostly based on real experiences..this kinda had that feel in it. It was thrilling to read. Day dreams do come true, I heard once ;-)
I really enjoyed reading this one. Now, your writings are having that warmth. Great transformation from a terror and anger genre to humble/attraction/love genre. A very cute and innocent write :-)
Author's note was also interesting to read.
Great going.

Posted 1 Year Ago

why that old lady teacher is getting bored to talk even.....
i just remembered my dream, once upon a time i had a dream with a 8th class boy with 17 years college girl, he is on phone with vgames, and poor teacher writing his homeowrk.

A cute one, now i feel why he is not talking, didnt get bored of v-games,

Posted 1 Year Ago

Looks like someone has a case of 'the hots'. 'Ahem ...' Is the 'Closer Look' at him or the accounts?!

Posted 1 Year Ago

TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

1 Year Ago

Pete, this is much bigger than that. Yes its about my coworker it s a day dream i put into poetry f.. read more

1 Year Ago

i know Sheer. just kidding. nice job. :)

1 Year Ago

Day dream, or its forecevr days dream? Sheer, should it be the later.
two souls passing through the night,seeking solace

Posted 1 Year Ago

TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

1 Year Ago

Thanks wordman I appreciate it when you take the time to read my stuff. You rock.

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