A voice is heard
instant ease
runs through my veins
a body tease
Across the room
the brightest smile
catching my gaze
lingers awhile
A little scared
a little high
my heart beats fast
I breath a sigh
He's close to me
he feels it too
too shy to flirt
just smile on through
Chitter-chatter
back and forth
laughter ensues
my heart pours
Time to depart
I'm left enthused
he whispers softly
to be continued
Time goes by
texts ensue
funny sweet words
pen pals anew
That smile I see
some time away
instant attraction
here to stay
Here we are now
bodies intertwined
two beautiful souls
playful strong and kind
Unexpected he came
undeniably him
uncontrollable passion
unbelievable friend
About the Creator
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Embarrassing moments, I have had quite a few. The moments where you are frozen in time, wondering who exactly caught this horrifying incident in your life. I’ve done it all. Tripped and fallen flat on my face with a crowd of strangers watching. Flashed my almost bare bum walking into Walmart one windy day, thanks to the great idea of wearing my favorite skirt and my pretty black thong. All of which, while embarrassing, are incidents which happen to us all. They are moments we can laugh and walk away from, well eventually. More importantly we can learn from them and hopefully not repeat them in the future. When we are running down a long flight of stairs, we hold the railing for dear life. When wearing our best flowy skirt, we do not wear a thong. In fact, since that day, I don’t believe I have ever worn another thong. Easy enough right? Then there are the mistakes, the big regrets, that are not so easy to fix. The ones that live in your brain and pop up every so often and make us hang our heads with a little shame. For me these are the incidents when my brain and my mouth do not match up. When whatever it is that connects the two decides to have a little vacation and leaves me wide eyed, trying to keep my jaw from dropping to the floor.
By Carolyn Deir3 years ago in Confessions
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