Bow

Bow

A Poem by Monday Parker




 


Why it is no one affects me

Like him

I keep my cool in the most hostile

Uncomfortable positions

My professionalism glimmering with

Wholeness

Then here he comes  

With one or two words

Throw my emotions into over drive

Raw

I swipe

Claws out

My immaturity all over my face

Then moments later

After my powerful outburst

The pink replaces the redness of my cheeks

Regret creeps in

Emotional over flow

No one draws this from me

I don’t know how to learn to control it.

This feeling is becoming comfortable

Each time I think of him

Trembling flutters of embarrassment

Spinning in an oblong circles from

My stomach to my chest

They partner with visions

Memories films

Playing on repeat in my head

I think the only logical thing to do here is

Retreat

To take those long leaps back

To where he won’t affect me

I should take a bow gracefully, quietly

Friendly

and step back.





© 2017 Monday Parker



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This is how your write has stimulated my little grey cells! The ‘blush’ makes a particularly effective signal because it is involuntary and uncontrollable. When we are attracted to someone, blood will flow to our face, causing our cheeks to get red. This happens to mimic the orgasm effect where we get flushed. It is an evolutionary way the body tries to attract the opposite sex.
I take a ‘bow’ to you for such an intriguing share … :-)

Posted 2 Months Ago



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Monday Parker

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