I saw you on the street
In passing, We embraced
You introduced me to your “friend”
Beautiful like a tiny painting
With a limp dishrag handshake.
I greeted you full, squarely on
With my usual over-the-top energy
“So great to see you; and meet you”
I didn’t even suck in my stomach
I don’t need your approval,
~ Just L (February 5, 2019)
When it came down to it, he preferred breasts over brains. And, I am too smart to compete with that.
~Just L (July 16, 2018)
Just know that I want you back
Hurry before I slip through the cracks
I don’t know where I’m going
I can’t stand this plateauing
I don’t want to hear you
I just want to feel you
I don’t care what you say
Except you’re coming my way
Send chills down my spine
Skin on skin smoothly divine
Rumbling through my soul
Present with no goal
I so deserve this
All my boxes checked
Until we feel perfect
Did I say I want you back?
I meant I want you on your back.
~Just L (March 21, 2018)
Author’s Note: It’s hump day.
His hands slip in under my T
His fingers are cold
But his body is warm behind me.
His breath on my neck is hot
I’m not mad at this
~Just L (March 1, 2018)
He and I are on the same frequency;
He makes my toes curl.
~Just L (January 23, 2018)
He once told me
Your outside is simply an exquisite wrapping of the gift within
His way with words to any ear pleasing
I was immediately attracted to your love of life
About our first meeting, he said
Your energy is pure and good
So he read
I love your soul
He insisted he did not give away his love easily
Yet, words of affection he never minced
Still I have him call me once a week to video chat
In case I need further convinced.
~Just L (July 24, 2017)
He said, “The problem with this world is no one is prepared to go the distance.”
And then, he left.
~Just L (July 23, 2017)
“Where are you bb?” Your very first words.
At the end of the night your angel had flown away like a bird.
“I’m here why did you go… without saying good bye?”
Drunk on martinis and moonlight, I didn’t recall why!
You’d already fallen for me.
And, for you, I fell from the sky.
You said we’ll make music together, write poems line by line.
You’ll cook for me, while I pour the wine.
How did you know the way to my heart in such a short time?
We planned to party all night and stare at the same moon.
And when you surprised me with a yacht, how could I not swoon?
I am reeling and feeling something anew.
You cannot die from an overdose of satisfaction, can you?
More (a)musings coming soon.
~Just L (March 15, 2017)