How Can I Tell Her?

How Can I Tell Her?

A Poem by Jim Parson
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Well, not really a poem, but...

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How can I tell her how I feel?

How can I tell her that her face is ever present in my mind's eye?  That is where I seek her and her beauty overwhelms me.  I sit and stare at her for hours and cannot look away.  I suddenly gasp and draw a deep breath and realize that I've forgotten to breathe.  I'll notice that my heart is racing and I feel the flush in my face.  And then I stare at her again.

How can I tell her that I want to breathe her in and never exhale again?  I long to know her scent and to smell her on my clothing long after she is gone.  I need to breathe in her sweet breath moments before I taste it for the first time.  Just one breath and her aroma will be so familiar that every other scent will pale against her fragrance.

How can I tell her that she consumes me?  The fire in my soul yearns to burst forth from my lips and from my fingertips to inflame her passion.  She burns so brightly for me that the mere touch of her fingers would scorch my flesh and leave me in ashes, to be scattered at the will of her breath.

How can I tell her that my lips exist only to find hers?  The anticipation of true love's first kiss haunts my dreams, the first touch of tongue waiting impatiently in fantasy.  They seek her in dream and in caprice and when they find her there, they drink deeply.  These same lips that may utter nary a sound but to speak her name.


How can I tell her that it is more than my arms that are empty without her?  The softness of her body held close, the fullness of her breast pressed to mine, the merging of spirit with the merging of flesh, the sweetness of her touch at the back of my neck, the ecstasy of my fingers through her hair, every movement forming the chimera of my existence.

How can I tell her the depth of my desire?  Our bodies entwined so tightly, I cannot tell where hers ends and mine begins.  The touch of her velvet hand as she guides me to her, beseeching warm acquiescence and finding blessed penetration of body and soul.  The gentle motion beneath me, the most caring stroke above me, the tender embrace enfolding me and the sweet release of essence as one.

How can I tell her of the swelling of lust that overcomes me?  Raw, unbridled obsession igniting passion's flame, burning to the breadth and depth of my soul.  Desperate need surpassing want, intense heat overtaking warmth, teeth leave their mark, nails blaze a path, the furious piercing of engorged flesh by enraged longing, savagely driving to fierce crescendo and violent, convulsing eruption.  And in the quiet moments after contented collapse, I will love her.

How can I find the words to make her come to me?  I have nothing to offer her but would give her everything.  She is destined to step from my fantasies.  And when she does, what will I say to her?  I know not the words, except for these…

I love you twice as much as I did yesterday.  And yesterday, I loved you so very much.


Published 2009 in Dear Fantasy Girl...
Copyright 2009 by Lyle James Parson II

© 2011 Jim Parson


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I'm thinking you'd have no trouble telling at all. Nice job! You moved me. I keep coming back to your poem because it makes me hopeful that someday, I'll have someone who'll love (and long for!!) me this much. You make me smile every time I read it. Thanks! :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


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I'm thinking you'd have no trouble telling at all. Nice job! You moved me. I keep coming back to your poem because it makes me hopeful that someday, I'll have someone who'll love (and long for!!) me this much. You make me smile every time I read it. Thanks! :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Well my suggestion is to show her this marvelous poem. She'll welcome you with open arms. A very charming poem.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I FEEL THE LONGING IN THIS WRITE AND EVEN A LITTLE DESPERATION. VERY GOOD

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You just took me on a roller-coaster of emotion that ended in tears. Excellent write!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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sigh...tell her please..we don't tell each other enough..gorgeous!

Posted 11 Years Ago


I agree with Stacey as well, you totally tell the words out even you think you didn't! Really, isnt that what every girl want to hear from her love? The last staza totally stand out the love and feeling in this poem! AMAZING!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I agree with Stacey, mister! You just told her and I'll be damned if she doesn't swoon at your feet. I practically am! I really liked the consistency of beginning each stanza with "How can I tell her?" I like how you touch on different aspects of your body in relation to they way she makes you feel as well as emotions that she ignites. Written very passionately and very nicely. Great job. I really like it!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"I love you twice as much as I did yesterday. And yesterday, I loved you so very much."
Gosh thats so sweet! how in every sentence you wrote such beautiful and descriptive words. This is so beyond me.
Awesome job!! :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It's so beautifully romantic. I've no doubt many women would love to hear such words spoken to them - myself included. The images are fantastic as the true depth of passion and love sing through.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Romantic, sincere, a tribute from the heart - words to make the toes curl and smiles to turn into laughter. Any woman would love these words to be written for her.

'How can I ... ' the repeated use of those words just builds the poem stanza by stanza, as if you're creating and giving something as precious as it can be .. and, it is.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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