first meeting

i am going to post a few newish poems i have been crafting. please feel free to stop by, have a look around and comment if the spirit moves you--





first meeting

something in the way
he moves
sits
sways
has me
arch my back
lurch my heart
slowly forward

careful

wild abandon
doesn't stop
to smell the flowers
nor to feel
the rain
fall--

it is indignant

it does
not
hear
the
fluttering
in your
heart.