"HE IS"

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    "HE IS"

    There he stand 5’9 or 6’0ft

    Regardless it doesn’t matter he is so sexy to me

    Just like the man I dreamed about in my dream

    Carmel skin tone,

    Lovely lips,

    Masculine body

    There he is standing towards me

    I’m so introverted I can’t even ask the man his name

    What is this that has come over me?

    I thought I was done with this feeling

    The feeling of not knowing what or how to feel about a person

    He’s not just a normal man

    Everything about this man excites me

    When I smile I picture his face near mines

    When I think he clouds my head in good ways

    I ask my god what is this I’m experiencing!

    To the point I see no face but, his

    I just want him to breath the air i breathe right under me

    I want to see me and him united like the dream I seen

    But yet, I’m okay I don’t want to make it something that’s its not

    I mean what to do to get next to my Mr. dreamy

    As I pray I patiently wait for god to make up what my mind will think

    I know this man is for me or I would love for him to be

    I just can’t stop thinking the way he speak

    Good, lord the way he smells

    I mean I admire his hair style when it’s done and undone

    It doesn’t matter to me but, it really does

    I wonder what he thinks of me

    I speculate that maybe I’m just throwing myself at him

    I doubt if I’m even his type

    But a man like that how could he not be for me

    I’m just stun at the way he looks at me

    I catch myself daydreaming only about him

    Is this something strange or am I aiming for it

    O’I don’t know I just want to see him

    When I see him what will I say?

    What will I do?

    How will I react?

    Unable to answer

    Not capable of knowing

    One Day it Will or he Will Come to ME!

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

    Lavaeh’s Poems (14)

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    Destroyable Toys 1
    Unatural 1
    In My Heart 2
    I Wonder 0
    Compose to revive 0
    "HE IS" 0
    I Only Wanted You 0
    Only Wanting A Love Through Christ 0
    Perception is more stronger than Reality 1
    Egotistic Lives 0
    Not What My Soul Desire 0
    SOME DAY 0
    The MisConception Of Me! 0
    A Broken Family 0