Hungry

If you like her, say it…chances are she’s noticed, but she’s waiting to hear it from you.

 

If you only knew how I ache for you

How I tremble

Writhe

Sweat just waiting on you to make your move

You’ve gotten inside my head

Turned it over and made a mess of the order that had kept me calm

Cold

Collected and now I don’t know what else to do with these hands

You can imagine what I mean

 

I want you to

A cheap thrill

Categories: Poetry, XimenaTags: , ,

ximenawrites

I undulate in your vision
A strange beauty
in a world of plastic, collagen and steel
The endearing oddball
the living, breathing Picasso that you want to figure out
but too afraid to venture into my penumbra
you cower at the gate, fingering the knob on the door to my most secret place
wishing you could find the courage to walk with me
love me, just as I am

8 Comments

  1. After reading so many of Monocle’s poems, where he makes his move with masculine prerogative, I smile to read yours. You wait. You writhe. You sweat, but you wait for your man to make his move. Very feminine.

    I was just thinking that it’s a nice counterpart to Monocle’s #hit.

    [P.S. I loved how you offset the word cold.]

    • ximenawrites

      I see the resemblance. To be fair, I wrote the poem almost two years ago, while in the midst of a maddening crush on someone who was taking their sweet time succumbing to my feminine wiles.

      I’m still surprised how quickly a kiss can melt stubborn pride…

  2. nilla

    and she’s off to a great start! So glad you’re here, Ximena!

    love the “gotten inside my head and made a mess…”

    how well that describes what THEY do to us…*grins*

    (now that THEY’ve shown us it’s often reciprocal…does that give us some power, back?)

    nilla

    • ximenawrites

      I wish I could say that it gives us a modicum of control — after all knowledge is power — but the poem is proof that *knowing* he wants you doesn’t make it any easier to wait on him to find the strength to tell you so…

      …but I’m ‘old-school’ in the sense that I don’t usually make the first move. I know some women might say that I’m setting women’s movement back 70 years with my mentality, but to be blunt, I don’t care. If the feeling is mutual and he finds the courage to tell me how he feels, he can rest assured that he’ll be very richly rewarded ; )

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