love sick
Embraced
I had a dream about
You today
You were doing ok
Locked in a multi faceted
Embrace
you were kissing His
face
It was green pastures
And yellow flowers
And ya danced and played
Into the wee hours
And you decided to stay
Locked in a multi faceted
Embrace
It started to snow
And the trees cowered
Under the weight
But you just shook
Your head
Never mind you said
"I will take a rose"
He said "you already own my soul"
You laughed and replied
"I'm yours until I die"
Then you wrapped him up
In a multi faceted embrace
Then you kissed his
Face
you were in your room
Dust and cobwebs filled
The place
But he was there to
Greet your astonished face
In that moment you
Lost track of time
You were tongue tied
You had no reason nor
Rhyme
You walked out of
Time
Till you locked yourselves
In a multi faceted embrace
Then he kissed your
Face
A spectacular change
Love found again
Just when you thought
You would never win
Summer walks back taking away
Your shade
And you started a new
Phase
Wrapped in a warm embrace
Then he caressed your face
And locked you into a
Multi faceted embraced
You had devolved your taste
You tried to hide by Plastering
magazines all over Your face
But you couldn't hide
That smile
And boy oh boy
It drove him wild
He couldn't wait to
Resume his place
A multi faceted embrace
And In the end you waved
And I knew you would be ok
Even if you had not
The words to say
It was now plastered
On your face
You just couldn't wait
Please, Don't Go
Please don't go --
I hardly knew you.
I hardly knew whether you
liked your carrots and hummus with
blueberry tea, chai, or if you
preferred water. I hardly knew
if pancakes were your favorite
with fresh fruit, or if waffles
could have been substituted.
I hardly knew if classical music was
your jam, though Hozier definitely broke
through.
Please don't go,
I need you whole and
I love you so; your presence gives me
flutterbys that calm my crazy stomach.
I hardly knew whether Scarlett
matched your eyes.
I hardly knew if your taste in literature
was acquired, like that sweet tooth for ice cream,
or if your very genes turned on
the expression of a bookworm.
I hardly knew the soles of your glorious feet
and where they would want to be planted,
given the chance to take root. I
hardly knew if your sleepy eyes
looked for mine
before guiding your consciousness
into dreams.
Please don't go.
I want you forever, and
I know that's selfish, but
I've never expressed greed like this
before.
You are the sweetest notes
to ever grace my ears;
sweeter than the twinkling of
the brightest star,
sweeter than the tigers spoken by Mary Jane,
sweeter than any ice cream I could possibly name.
So please don't go --
you keep me whole.
I love you so.
Cire Luey Freemind