Infatuation
A poem about a dream of infatuation with a person never met
I dreamed a dream
you smiled a shiny smile
your hair harassed and hurried
the wind withered and wilted
your glare glanced and glided
my excitement, sensitivity,
and sweetness.
When you kissed my lips
I quivered with a varied leap
and awoke to your awaiting mating
frame, on my flimsy floundering mind.
I could hear your heartbeat
pumping sublimely.
I quivered as you lingered
waiting for you to speak
as my eyelids quivered
your grinning gleam
your blue eyes sparkling
as I touched your stubbly skin
knowing how much
I wanted you
to be real.
©️ Denise Larkin 2021. All Rights Reserved.
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Denise Larkin
A writer with a BA in Arts & Humanities (specialism Creative Writing), studying for an MA in Creative Writing, writes poetry and fictional short stories. The author of Time to Run, The Island of Love, Darkness, and The Non-Human.
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Beautiful.