I want to call you, but I stop myself

I want to call you, but I stop myself

A Poem by a_methyste
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What do I think right now Well surprised at how many times I am able to fall in love Scraps of memories Of yesterday Fill me up like I have drunk a bottle of wine The elixir of yesterdays lovemaking

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What do I think right now
Well surprised at how many times I am able to fall in love
Scraps of memories
Of yesterday
Fill me up like I have drunk a bottle of wine
The elixir of yesterdays lovemaking
Makes me want to get out of
My being
And get one with you
Surprised
I have felt it before
Do I fall in love a lot of times
Scraps of memories
Your chuckle when you are content with my body
Your almond eyes
That shining in your face
I want to call you
To say hello
No do not get that attached
It is a bit of reality
You touch stealthily
Like your love
A puppet hidden out there
You crawl stealthily in your happy place
Nobody knows
Your hidden reality
Of this rational life


We drank wine
While you talked
Hyper you are
As I quiet
You smile at my silent moves
Smiling happily
Oh it is my turn to enjoy a bit this hours
I smoke
You show me your favorite song
I listen content after the first sex
Like a child that has just drunk milk
Having nanny time

I worry a bit
Will I seduce you
You chuckle
My insecurity goes off

White blankets waiting for me
White and blue contrast of the walls
Some lips I want to kiss
A body that feels like a family
You chuckle
I want to thank you
But I stay quiet.

I want more
I want more
I want more

To drink white wine with you
Smoke
See your happy white and blue place
Your body on the bed
You to enter me
I remember how it warmed me up

© 2024 a_methyste


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