The Filly And The ColtA Poem by Jessica GillitzerMy first love experience in poem form. This song made me think of it :o( < 3Fillies
and Colts
I remember the time, the place, Photos in my head I’ll never replace It was your pa’s old barn Getting there was like kittens and yarn
I was so taken by your kiss Sometimes your dad’s tractor I miss We were young, it was a seat for two Kissing sure, the nest step I knew not
what to do
Your hands found my hair How’d you know I had a weak spot there Now we’re more then a kiss, here
touching grace You were to be my first, I dared taste
I never told you but I hate dip Can’t say how I knew to, I bit your lip I could feel your smile in my teeth An embrace of passion beyond belief
Release, you jump to the ground Taking my hand you help me down You set your sights like I’m a
White-Tail Just like the deer, my reactions fail
I want you to catch me Such a perfect moment I want this to be I kneel and sit next to bales of hay I dare say it, “come love and stay”
I said love I look away to the rafters above You sit and gently guide my cheek Tears again, they’re not like the time
at the creek
Your hard eyes now soft with joy Feeling like a woman, you no longer
look of a boy Something changed when you caught my
tears Somehow that moment you swept away my
fears
You’ve become the prey I begin to seek my own way You’ve always been my shield In this freedom it’s become my private
field
I’m wildflowers, fields full of Indian
Brush Seems for you I’ve become such a lush Now I lead and you follow Dancing like mating barn swallows
My hands under your T-shirt Lips locked and in some good way my
heart hurts Bits of hay and backs in soil Finding my body your hands began to
toil
You knew as if you read my diary My hips were ticklish and made me fiery Fingers near my boys boot cut jeans Telling stories on my skin like steamy
movie scenes
I want this and am afraid if I wait I
won’t get another chance I slide out of tomboy jeans and need
you to have more then a glance Your eyes now on me Through closed eyes I try to not to
imagine what you see
No buttons left to undo on my blouse I’m screaming come and get me even
though I’m quiet as a mouse No space left between You and me, where we were sure we
couldn’t be seen
Soon completely undressed Clothes and fears by the tractor tire
in a crumpled mess We flowed like rivers in love struck
eyes You’d lean and I’d rise
I had my dream come true He came in a cowboy hat and jeans so
blue Like prince charming he rode his horse Within me chivalry gently coursed
Will I ever again find my cowboy knight My Mr. Right Since you, there’s been so many lonely
nights I never was good at taking a mustang And breaking them right © 2019 Jessica GillitzerAuthor's Note
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Added on May 10, 2013Last Updated on January 13, 2019 Tags: love, loss, first time, true love, poem AuthorJessica GillitzerFLAboutWriting when ever I can. As much as I can. I read and love writing poetry, it is ever so helpful for my issues. I've done photography and got into some modeling here and there for a while, I'm 2.. more..Writing
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