When We Met

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This is about someone I have seen and I really liked, and time after time he captures my eye and I find it impossible to say a word to him. And this is about the first time we met, and barely said anything to each other.

When We Met

From across the room I stare,
thoughts of you and me making a pair,
so I want to say “Hey,
with those arms, a dragon you can slay”.

In admiration of your beauty,
I feel obliged as if it was my duty,
to talk to you and show,
that my lust for you will overflow.

I walk next to you, and I open my mouth,
but no sound comes out,
walking away with nerves triggered,
I wonder if my words you would have considered.

The story continues, my eyes are on you,
but next to you I feel like a shrew,
slowly building up confidence,
and easing the muscles which are tense.

We have a mutual friend,
which to you I want to send,
I follow him and he introduces us,
and about that moment I still fuss.

You say hello, I smile,
the words in my mind only pile,
but I don’t say anything,
I wish I get us into a fling.

I regret not being able to say a word,
your voice in my mind is still being heard,
I look forward to meet you again,
and ease you of any pain.

Geremij

 

 

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Trista3 commented on When We Met

11-04-2013

some of us are not good with spoken words but can express ourselves most deeply if we write what is in our hearts and minds down on paper. very well done.

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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