8/12/11

Sick Ploy
By Caty McCall


Today
it began.
I opened my mind.
I crossed the line
to see what I could find.
Today
was the start
I jumped towards you
breathed deeply
and opened my heart.
Yesterdays
are forgotten.
old feather pillows
broken open to fickle winds.
Tomorrows
so unsure.
Lingering doubts
hinder us
waiting for more.
so many doors;
possibilities
to explore.
Eloquent sayings
and sweet whispered words
are lost on
numb ears
sore hearts
empty minds.
Close your eyes
squeeze me tight.
I seem to have caught fire
from your radiant light.
bright like the sun
quick as a gun
shot into the distance
no thought of resistance.
hold me
love me
be my boy.
smile that smile
that gives so much
joy.
Please promise me
this isn't a sick,
sick ploy.


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Saying things through writing I normally wouldn't even dare to dream. Just trying to figure it out as I go along.