The word for this week is EXPRESS. I pondered...I wondered...I wrote! I came up with two offerings. So without further ado, join me as I "express" myself...
i’m not ready...
Copyright 2010
if i were to
truly
fully
express what i feel
there aren’t enough words in any language or
hours of morning, afternoon or night
true expressions of love are
private
intimate
beyond public display
to fully express myself
would be to
let down the guard
i’ve built up over the years
strip to my core
throw open the curtains
let up the shades
so the question is
are you ready?
am i ready?
what if you don’t like what you see
aren’t impressed with what i say?
my expression would be
worthless
instead of
worthwhile
so, i guess the answer is
i’m not ready...
Ex press
Copyright 2010
What I wouldn’t give to
feel my
ex
press
his lips to mine
A kiss
different than the
last kiss
that happened back then
I’m certain
this kiss
would mean
something more
erase the pain from before
The memories of
his hand holding mine
while his eyes
searched the crowd for another
late nights
“hanging with the fellas”
coming home smelling like
cigarette smoke mixed with Vanilla Sugar body spray
7 unanswered calls
4 sent texts with no response
1 lame excuse ... “my cell phone died”
yet...
what I wouldn’t give
to feel my
ex
press
his lips
to mine
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