Pen slips
focus shifts
and i fall deeper into contemplation
i have no doubts call it female intuition
or
just wishful thinking...but i have no doubts
I just know that
"We Will"
over and over again
We wil laugh together
We will cry together
We will learn each other
We will fuck
We will make love
We will kiss, long, hard and intensely
We will connect beyond now
We will get past we'll see
We will merge our long thinking process
We will fall in love
We will mix our worlds
"We" as in you and me
with a little help from a higher power
Will!
I feel each word in my soul
never been so sure about anything because i have never needed to be this aggressive
funny how one person can change all that, can infiltrate thoughts of souls mating
Can trigger an aggressiveness that even i didn't know existed
i've always had options
let me re-pen this
i have always had options
been able to choose who i wanted to be with
I've always fallen into relationships with the other person feeling the way i feel now
and me learning to care for them and later emotions flowing from my end after months of courting
But this here
i repeat
this here
baby is a whole other playing field because while i still have options, i am oblivious to them , they are non existant to me
because
you are
i repeat
you are
my only priority
This write is amazing. I have seen quite a few poems with this concept on GS, but this one is a bit ahead of the rest. You didn't over do it. You allowed the words to paint vivid images for the reader and the wordplay was absolutely BANANAS!! I would've put this one under "spoken word" because you brought these words to life.
Oh, this one is the ONE!! I am totally feeling this piece! Everything I've ever wanted to say to my true love is right here in these lines. "I will" fav this, ma! 10 starZ!!
'''LET ME RE-PEN THIS" you killed it right there - with out a doubt you know your feelings - you speak your feelings you PEN your feelings- and my darling twin- make sure as you give those feelings away you receive them right back 10 fold- dont have me cut a nukka- as you would slice and dice for me- I will slice dice, cook and feed to his kids his very own heart- should it not feel for you that is LOVE YA!
....sounds like the beginning of something I recall from a past life that sounds like mine own, perhaps maybe the day I stop chasing bunny rabbits one will hop over to me....yea definate emotional vibe here hold onto it luv
Ill be blessed soo enough util then
You stay blessed poet