i think i finally found the Subject i was talking about in this poem that i wrote two years ago...no longer nameless, he may now take full ownership of these words...
His
boyish wiles
create my smiles
distracting me
caught off-guard, i falter
and recover in his arms
His
kisses snare me
but I don’t mind
i go willingly
into his tight embrace
with my head spinning
and my cares erased.
He…
caught my attention
caught my undivided attention
caught my very divided heart
good catch…
1 comment:
I always loved this one. Very nice.
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