I try to stop

3 Conversations

I try to stop
Unrequited Satisfaction, reaction maybe ?
from this inaction, gone on so long
This longing no right, no wrong,
just a never ending song, tingles single
Singing, ringing resounding round and round
Tearing hearing,haring round my heart strings.

Brings to my mind, sublime crime, what an unburdening,
A new learning in hearing, searing fearing all
that here it brings me, see me knees upon the ground
So seize me tease me please, appease and please me
final finely, trial denial confine me, finally entwine with vine
And bind, me blind me assign, for I'm resigned you see to yee
I fear that soon the thought of pursuit hirsute ,wont scare me
Do I care neer not I'll flee to thee ,like a bee, an adoptee me

See
I've got nothing to give but longing, its the wrong thing
but naught else will set me free, or ever to me be, you bring
No future from this torture, from this rapture ,now I'm captured enraptured
Yet not by string or shackles tied, with bows, made from supple leather.
Yet tongue tied and mind fried here before you I am tethered weathered,
Can't leave, leaf like, fluttering in the wind, or the very tips on a white feather.
Inept I tremble ,wobble inconsolably malleable.. pliable indefinable but
So indefatigable,attractable to your attract-ability, so possible
I'm in trouble enraptured captured trussed up and can`t stop my self from
relinquishing my freedom, oh so woeful now is me.

I care not now who knows, or even if they show you, you think so
I'll show them, now then,then now go then ,for now it seems its time.
So read this work, and weep ,dear or soft and gentle peep here,
Hear this sip a drink then think, seer while you creep back into my mind,
and find there where I recline there and ,I'm sure that you will find,
fears tears near some keepsakes, sequins tokens taken from your page,
I must say that what you say is so perfect designed divine explanation
a driving divination diving deep inside of me cant you see this Miss

your poetry is a symmetry ,or a fusion of my thoughts infused sought
Signed sealed and stamped out those words you write here ,
disappear and then re-appear how queer
delivered etched gently on my heart, imparted and started all sorts of naughty
Or impure thought ,I sought you and brought you into my
head and nurtured and searched for way to make you mine

I stop to read you each and every day ,I must be sitting down
For should I stand I find I sway, along with the subliminal groan,
I find you intruding in the most unexpected places like when in
Silent contemplation in the church pew I sat confessing some sin
All of a sudden you came strolling by, all at once I began to sigh,

Then while driving through those peaceful wood ,and not long before
could I stop my mind from looking for tracks that lead right to your door
Tis lucky that I cant crawl through the screen for if I could I would have been there
Long ,long time ago long before the winters snow ,yet even that cold wind cant chill,
The warmth that your words impart stop my hearts in fits and starts, inside I begin to fill,

My cheeks show signs of being hit all red ,but its not from pain just pure pleasure,
My insides sometimes turn to mush ,and often after I have spent time in leisure
I can recall coming so strong so long so often then I have to start to rein my self back in
For when I try to talk to someone on the phone going my verbal skills I do rush or halt
As some thing you wrote my thought recalled ,and all at once a new assault
Begins the head spins the knees buckle my bottom lip I lick,as I begin to suckle
I chuckle sudden unflooden,its all become understoodon done, for then
My eye glaze over and deep down inside the two headed steed I begin to ride,
At first it starts at a slow even pace , and I then loose my state of grace

You would not think so If you saw my face for rapturous gloriously enigmatic fractions
These actions I can imagine that this chair I sit on ,is instead your lap and yes I jump up and down,
In my excitement I find that the arm rest ,can play a different part at my behest
So forgive me father for I have sinned well not quite yet but I'm about to begin

Bookmark on your Personal Space


Entry

A3861957

Infinite Improbability Drive

Infinite Improbability Drive

Read a random Edited Entry


Written and Edited by

Disclaimer

h2g2 is created by h2g2's users, who are members of the public. The views expressed are theirs and unless specifically stated are not those of the Not Panicking Ltd. Unlike Edited Entries, Entries have not been checked by an Editor. If you consider any Entry to be in breach of the site's House Rules, please register a complaint. For any other comments, please visit the Feedback page.

Write an Entry

"The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy is a wholly remarkable book. It has been compiled and recompiled many times and under many different editorships. It contains contributions from countless numbers of travellers and researchers."

Write an entry
Read more