~ by Debi Lyn Tuesday, August 17, 2021
I love to sit with you nearby; doing so can make me cry.
- Happy tears just to know you enjoy my company so.
I’m telling you, my thoughts don’t stop; you cross my mind, and words just pop.
From your piercing eyes to your smirky grin, I just want to drink you in.
Head to toe, inside and out; I want to know what you’re about.
Ok, ok. I’ll try to breathe, but I shan’t do so with much ease.
I’m anxiously awaiting more & nervous you might shut the door.
I worry I may be too much, and you’ll regret we ever touched.
Perhaps you’ll run the other way and leave me all alone one day.
I am intense in all I do and want to give my all to you.
I’m not so great with “horse & carriage”. Commitment makes a lasting marriage.
Wedding bells I am not playing; don’t freak out, k? I’m just saying.
In the meantime, what do we do? You get to know me; I’ll get to know you.
Being involved requires time, not random, reckless reason or rhyme.
Let’s begin a simple plan: One day a week? Please say you can.
To watch a movie, eat a meal, snuggle, run errands, keep it real.
Then send me home if you must - or bid me stay and quench our lust.
Do you get the point I’m making? The possibilities have me shaking.