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crazy
by Kalikala SmithI can't.
I don't want to
stop myself from feeling
this crazy idea.
It's impossible.
It's beyond me
to think...
I just wish I was
there with you,
wrapped up in you.
In your thoughts,
your words, your gaze,
your touch.
There's something
about you.
Something simple,
something sexy.
Something I'm not sure
I can handle.
Something that more than anything,
I feel like I need to be apart of.
I've never truely seen your face but I could feel you smiling.
I want to hold you, let you see a glimpse of my world.
How did you find me?
I've been hiding for years now.
How can you listen...to me?
you've been a glimmer in the crowd,
that I could never reach.
What is God doing?
Do you believe in God?
What do you believe in?
I believe that blind faith,
can leave you blind to too many things,
and sometimes we need to
open our eyes..
You open my eyes.
I don't know how,
I certainly don't know why.
I want to be there,
to watch you sleeping right now.
I already miss your soft whisper.
I'd whisper to your slumber
to reassure your tired mind
that I was there.
Who are you? (a man coming home?)
And why can't I get you out of my head?
03/21/2003 Author's Note: a fleeting mystery in my life
Posted on 03/21/2003
Copyright © 2024 Kalikala Smith
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Andrew S Adams on 03/23/03 at 10:27 PM very endearing and sincere... i've felt this way for many periods in my life... absolutely wonderful. |
| Posted by Tim J Bono on 04/02/03 at 04:19 AM a great work. I personally got the impression it was to Christ. Perhaps that is a sign of good poetry, when each individual can derive from the same set of words an experience unique unto his own. A paradoxical dance of universal appeal with highly meaningful and personable detail.
Compelling mix of apostrophe and reflection. ;) |
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