indulgent gravitational pull

true story

did this thing with thickness

robust black brows daring sepia eyes

expressions wore his shadow

I toil over kindling curls smoking to a minimum

but I think he discerned with keen sensibility

coaxed oxygen back through my body’s portal

aspired that he not detect mortality

scrambling for buttons…stop

hid my women smiling weep with curiosity seething denial

conflicting energy hoped he continued searching without

formal nudge of obviousness

eternal struggle to squash anxious pulse volupte’ breath

but he followed me to unoccupied offices breaking locations

trapped triangular with his nose…structured wall

I fought

I wrestled

tried thwarting head athleticism

even with a parachute

gravity of his arms...too strong

 

Reviews

[Frieda P]

Sounds rather intrusive to me, you have such a unique flair, I always have to read your poetry over again to get the full gist of its impact.....an affecting read Shirlena!

[Frieda P]

Are you alright?

[Shirlena]

uh hmm, why do you ask?

[Frieda P]

Your words were a bit unsettling, not sure how to take it....

[Shirlena]

"Thank you for reading"? I'm sorry Frieda, I didn't mean to make you feel like that...I think I may have been trying to do two things and one time when I was responding to your review because i'm sort of in and out in an office setting.

[Shirlena]

I'm going to start over while there's nobody trying to IM me. Thank you lovely Frieda for offering such high compliment to my poem ;)

[A. Amos]

The last lines were mesmerizing, I was lost in your beautiful poetry....

[Shirlena]

Thank you so much A...your finding beauty is an honor friend.

[A. Amos]

Pleasure my dear