timid

can I sit with you?

not too close

over here a little

I want to see what you see

I'll only rest my eyes on yours a moment

before I look back to the horizon

tell me

some private history that amuses you

let me hear the bravado in your voice

as I imagine great adventure

lean closer

so that your hand nearly brushes mine

as you paint pictures in the air

your wry smile

wreaks havoc with my heart

Reviews

[BrightEyes]

there is such power in a mere smile....yes the ending here was my favorite part. I love how you keep that little distance, not too close...asking for the sharing of secrets in seeing what they see. yes be close to me...but apart as well....but that smile....that all encompassing smile, will find my heart and send it racing. beautiful piece :)

[Antony]

This to me is one of those poems that gives the reader a wonderful feeling of your tender heart. In so few words it sounds as if you are saying.........I want to know you, but I'm not ready to own you. Into my favorites this goes. I love it Emily, it is so you.

lean closer
so that your hand nearly brushes mine

Those lines did it for me.



Tony

[Strife]

Wow...seriously. I loved that. I'm sorry I don't have a great thought out review like the others but still...wow.

[Cah]

This is lovely.

What I like most about it is that the relationship is in no way defined. They could be lovers, they could be siblings, they could me Mother/ Son. Most anything, really. It's about the relating of one person to another rather than the relationship. In my opinion, the verb is almost always better than the noun. =)

[AK]

oh my... this is almost devious in it's subtlety. It's almost innocent... but not quite. It's almost flirtatious... but not quite. It is however very gentle and very "hopeful".

"lean closer
so that your hand nearly brushes mine
as you paint pictures in the air
your wry smile
wreaks havoc with my heart."

Ya'll sho' can write!

[Ed Hart]

this has to be for me...it just has to...

[Dezaraye]

This piece is so emotionally charged. I can feel the desire well up as I read your words and I want to sit there, too ... this could be so many things, Emily. Love or wonder or curiosity and I think that it has something for every reader. Beautiful poetry!