randomusings
1001
Chevy
you’re never late (but I always miss you)
so rest easy, sleep late; I’ll wait
those ‘flaws’ of yours are known in most circles
as being human
because nothing could outline better
prove more
that you’re worth loving and
that you deserve to be loved
exactly as you are
I get mad, misunderstand, overreact
and have my own natural defenses -
can I just set up an implicit “I’m sorry for
being kind of a dick,” to go along with the
‘Thank you’s’ ?
pajamas, t shirt or lingerie
Truffaut, documentary or Disney
relax baby, as long as you want me
you’ve got me
you had me at 'squidgy'
you had me at 'squidgy'
you have to keep writing
you deserve a Pablo Neruda
and today I can’t even manage Dr. Seuss
1001
why is it that the little things
about you mean so much?
the 1001 quirky idiosyncrasies
that do almost as much
to move me as your touch
the proper time to shake one’s bum
during a particular song
the unique vocabulary
that you were kind enough to
teach me to speak
the way you’ll reach over and unlock
the car door after i’ve opened yours for you
because the button’s impersonal
the freckles on your body that i’ve charted
more adventures on than a man has a right to
the 1000 wonderful things that make you
who you are
always floor me, and only make me adore you more
but my favorite by far
is the 1 where a star shares her light with
the unworthy sailor desperately seeking a calm shore.
Chevy
Me driving
You in the passenger seat
Your panties in the back
Streets moving underneath
I can still feel your hand
Running thru my hair
On my neck
On my
You propped on the rear deck
Me between your legs
Radio playing
Me fumbling
Bras are tricky
You so understanding
It’s hard
It’s hard not to
Love you more
Up-shift
You in the passenger seat
The two of us
Living life without apology
Without retreat.
Dear Mademoiselle,
It has recently come to my attention that your are not currently naked. Not only are you not naked, it appears that you are not even partially naked. While I will gladly stipulate that you are, in fact, stunning fully clothed, I am writing to protest your current lack of nudity in the strongest possible terms, in the hopes that you will rectify this dire situation with all possible haste, without causing undo harm to yourself or others.
It is incumbent on me to impart the importance of the above request, as I miss you very much and would not want to damage any articles of your clothing whilst removing them, upon my return.
If total nudity is not practical or possible at this time, might I suggest a compromise of sorts – any manner of lingerie would be quite acceptable. If lingerie is unavailable or not to your liking at this time, the standard ‘bra and panties,’ is always acceptable as well (that black pair of panties comes to mind -while appearing quite uncomfortable, they are very fetching and do an excellent job of showing off your bum.)
I appreciate your attention in addressing the above matter and can only hope that you will be naked or at least partially naked much, much more often in the future as to avoid unfortunate situations like this one.
Love,
M. E.
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Pledge
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Immaterial
Silk, satin
Velvet, suede, leather
Denim, cashmere
Wool, cotton
Black miniskirt
My button down shirt
Cocktail dress
Evening gown
Hair up
Hair down
Whatever you wear
I don’t care
I can’t help but stare.
sentry
6 a.m.
singed
Clutter
singed but never wiser
forever trying to piece
together the ashes
of misunderstood fires
an undertaker’s needle
the dank formaldehyde
make-up and powder
desperately trying to hide
gaping wounds and
poorly thought out scars
as the bereaved
congratulate each other
comfort one another
over the misfortune
of loving someone so
distraught
a lesson to be taught
of what one ought
not turn out to be
Clutter
I don’t remember doing it
Yet there the pieces are…
Still cluttering the floor
Shiny tiny and sharp
Slicing thru hope
Blades and barbs
Cutting
A deafening chorus
A neverending verse
I don’t remember doing it
Yet there the pieces are…
A silent soul broken
Still cluttering the floor
No Reason
There are no monsters no demons
What I fear most is me
For every
And
No Reason
I wage a war that can not be won
The only casualty is me
sentry
On the periphery
i watch
a lonely sentry
i watch
worlds tear themselves to pieces
i watch
kindness grace peace deceased
i weep
a lonely sentry
six billion sparrows
take flight
in the dying evening light
i cry.
If you believe my words to be at all genuine
If you understand in the slightest
How I feel for you
How do you think I feel in those silences
On the good days I’m expected to be a cryptographer
On the bad I sit trying to push away
The thoughts and images of you with him
You think that doesn’t rip me to pieces?
There are 100 legitimate reasons for you
Not to be with me
But me not caring enough for you
Is not one of them.
You are all that I want,
Whether you believe it or not.
