To the one before the one

It's about someone I love but who never put me on his priority list. I pulled away in hopes he'd come back but it seems nothing changed for him.

In my dream, you were the lover and I the beloved
You advanced, I retreated, hid a smile, turned away
You flaunted desire, went on knees and quite rabid
All mighty, I held my neck high, gave my hip a sway
Ran away, all gay, to do Love's dance another day
Reality flushes in and oh how the tides turn
Just thinking about it gives my insides a burn
My affection for you elucidates my humanity
I feel it all: elation, euphoria, jealousy, insanity
I expected it no other way, as a moth to your flame
I am the hen that caught the peacock's eye
The donkey that had the horse look her way
The crow that crossed paths with the regal eagle
I would paint myself red and white then try to fly
I would stretch my neck to match the racy mare
I would go high up the sky but you never passed by
I should have done more, tried harder, I know
Shouldn't have held back my body, mind or soul
Now you're gone and I'd do it all to have you- my goal
I close my eyes, clap hands together, say a prayer
To the Lord to make Cupid shoot, oh goddess Freya
I suffer through the day, toss and turn in the bed
Little do you know I make memories of you and me
I sing about you, write poems for you till I'm fed
Reach where I can feel your touch, why the glee
Sends shivers and heat through my body and crotch
I start to pant, feel like sinning, so I pour a scotch
If I could turn back time, I'd do it all differently
Then maybe, you would have settled for me
Now I see you walk by, a smile on your fair face
No need to give away my visions of heat
Or wear my heart on my sleeve that you'd gaze
Goodbye! Though I can't, my forlorn heart cries.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Faust]

This was a great poem. I loved the flow and the rhyming.

-Emily

[Planet x]

your style is beautiful , I love your words

[BlackPrince]

It's a lovely poem written with truth and passion and sensuality. It has a nice rhythm and flow, with a nice rhyme scheme. It is packed with natural and effective metaphors: 'I am the hen that caught the peacock's eye'. It celebrates and longs for love lost.

well done