i was sitting and waiting for my mother to get out of work and going through my book of poetry and reading and i stumbled upon this one poem .... that i wrote a while ago .. but i thought of now ... and i thought that maybe i coudl makeit better .. contrary to what i have always thought .. my poetry for just myself .. one draft and thats it .. well i`m going to post both of them for you .. and i want to know which one you think is better ..
and
in this guiess of friendship
i try to woo and win you
and stare a bit too long
as a lover would
as a lover should
memorizing the lines
all the creases in your face
the shape of your lips
i dream at night wanting them
to be spent in sweat and heart
but then i snap back
look around and realize
just how much i despire being here
so close to you
that i can reach out
and touch your face
i loathe this distance
that keeps my finger tips from tracing those lines
as if the were magelleons
tracing the plotted course
further into this unknown
this distance that keeps me from you
and these dreams that delve me into
sweltering nights spent between
silk sheets and exstacy
feeling you push and shake against me
grip my flesh and griping my soul
and your cries would rise
a lance to pierce my heart
with delights and pleasure
and your breathy whispers
your shaking lips and hips
we would lay together till dawn
watch it creep slow and red
across the floor
~Zehaeva