– Just something I doodled in the middle of work at my desk.
Trespassing on my property…
How could you…
Have you no heart…
You tip toe into my life…
Sweep me off my feet…
And expect me to understand…
We are not meant to be!
You have some nerve…
You managed to create
Whirlpool of feelings inside me…
I feel like any alien…
Surrounded with this inexplicable craving
To see you and talk to you.
I keep finding alibis
To walk into you…
I notice everything about you…
Your clothes
Your shoes
Your watch
And that fragrance…
It drives me crazy…
Make me want to do things to you…
Things I cannot mention
In this poem…!
You have made me
Think of things…
I can never have.
Can’t you see…
I want you…
I need you…
How can I explain it to you…
I need to bathe in your aura
I need to feel your touch…
I need to soak your thoughts!
You keep reminding me…
We are never meant to be…
Then why do I find myself…
Hauled towards you…
Then why do your eyes follow me around…
Then why I receive your text message at 3 in the morning…
Then why does my anklet call out your name…
Then why do I find notes in between my books…
The why do I notice you smirk every time I pass by…!!!
Either stop call me in the middle of the night telling me you miss me
Or
Let me have the honor…
To wake up next to you…
For the rest of my life…
Correction…
A few lifetimes…!!!