Sunday, October 26, 2008

Attempting Poetry

Speak, word for word.
Expectations could be paralleled with compromise.
Leverage is the unjustified ultimatum.
Formulate better suggestion to achieve suitable outcome.



One, two, three, four.
Two starry eyes stared blankly at me, revealing nothing but unreadable gestures, causing my mind to oversee. You're still as a tree but breathing ferociously, and then our hearts began to beat rhythmically. One moment in a nick of time, our minds crossed, though unknowingly.
One, two, three, four.
Flat on a comfy couch, lounging, languidly, loving lividly, our bodies are like huge mountains to each other, as one body part overlaps one another. Our hands seemingly merge together, becoming one, occurring magically, whilst belonging rightfully together.
One, two, three, four.
Letting go of your hand cautiously, allowed me to discern an expression on your face, solemn and selective, though I sooth you momentarily, by slowing stroking your roughly smooth skin, with grace. You patiently eased, which led my eyes and stroking gestures to two small hills on your handsome, significant, breathtaking, features, allowing my fingertips to seize.
One, two, three, four.
Your petal like vibrant voluminous and vigorous lips are mesmerizing that I want to take a chunky bite, as I sip. Sip, or more of a kiss, however it's immoral, causing me to take a big risk. Though, these images flatter me, I know too well that it's just a simple daydream, and my eyes gradually collided with yours, in a hypnotizing scene.
One, two, three, four.
So marvelous, beautifully structured, and hard to miss, this lies above your voluptuous lips, adding humph to your facial expressions and personality. It's so dignified that I'm willing to take that risk and give it a kiss. You reaction, priceless as it could ever be, you are the man, who I'm willing to see, everlastingly.
One, two, three, four.
Evidently keen in every way, I rapped my arms, embracing every part of who you are, because between the starry eyes, tall appearance, coarse skin, vibrant lips, and apparent nose, you are magnificently incredible inside and out that I'm left breathless without a word to say, besides, you are my…
L-O-V-E.

1 comment:

Ikol Suda said...

I see the poems are coming along fine...Keep it up..Nice poems by the way.