Words come in the strangest places

Words come in the strangest places

Labels: My life / Poetry

I'm sure I'm not the only one out there that this happens to, but I always get words in the strangest places. I could be on the train and thank God for the memo pad on my blackberry to jot them down real quick so I don't forget. Maybe a little TMI and my roommate looks at me funny when I do it, but I take my laptop in the bathroom with me when I know I'm going to be in there for a while. I've had some great words come while going #2 shhhhiiiiiitttttt (lol... in my best Clay Davis voice.) Don't judge me either! You have your magazine, I have my laptop. If anything magazines are so 1999, come into the 21st Century...lol. But more times than not words will wake me out of my sleep. I sit straight up in the bed, rush to turn on the light, and reach for my pen and pad. Its crazy how many more pieces I could have if I didn't ignore those words sometimes. I can be lazy or just too tired to be bothered, thinking I will still remember them in the morning and then they're gone. This little piece came to me the other night. I literally was just about to be out for the night and the first 5 lines came to me. I turned on the light, grabbed my pen and pad and 15minutes later I was back snuggled in my bed. Still a work in progress because I usually let pieces marinate for a couple weeks and then come back to them but So here it is anyway...

I want you

I want you
Yet you only want where my juices flow
Where my muscle contracts
Tightens so hard he's grasping for breath
I breathe in, not wanting to breathe out
Wanting to hold every bit of you in me as long as I can
Because I want you
More than the manpart you're offering
More than than monetary void you fill
Offer me the rest of you
All of you
Your mind
So when your having a bad day thoughts of me make you smile
Your heart
Then maybe I could begin to believe in love again
How did I get to the point where offering my body was good enough
I buried my emotions as to not get hurt
But now I want love and I want it with you
No longer afraid of the way I feel
But afraid of your reaction to me wanting more
So without a deep, philosophical, or "I think we need to talk" approach
I come to you simply with,
I want you
Now will you have me?





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