I have this person
He has a soul, a heart and beautiful smile.
I love him with all my heart
I wouldn’t think of being with another
Secretly, I call him my soul mate.
He has the ability to make me cry, laugh and blush all at a go.
My heart skips a beat when I hear his voice
My body longs to lie next to him
I long to watch him make sweet love to me
Lick me in all the appropriate places
Kiss me softly and tenderly
Hold me in his big, muscled powerful arms
He is my king, my love and my life.
I write this with tears in my eyes
I love this man so much
I would almost die for him
What I long for is to carry his seed
And be the person through who the continuity of his name flourishes and grows.
What separates is not the sea
Neither is it air but tracks and tracks of land
He lives where there are no trees
Just tracks of land as far as the eye can see
The place is so hot
You could fry and egg on his forehead head.
I wouldn’t look at another man
I am satisfied and happy with the man I love.
On the other hand
I know a man
Not big and strong but has the mind of a fox
He is smart, diligent and cunning
He waits in the shadows
Tells me sweet nothings
Tries to woo me
He goes straight to the point
Confesses he is interest
When I refuse
He tries a different tactic
And I still refuse
Now, he is sweet, funny and all that
Doesn’t flash his money like before
Asks for coffee dates, lunch dates
Sometimes calls in the late evening
Just to find out how I am
Asks about what mattes in my life
He says he can offer me the world
If I just give in and do his bidding
I recognize this character
This thing that tries to tempt me
God forbid I give in.
When you choose a certain path in life
Decide to stay true
Temptation tends to come your way
Sometimes you are not aware
Other times it is there for what it is
I am who I am
I stand for what I want
And what I value most
I am not ready to give up a lifetime
Just for a night of pleasure.
©thelma migue, 2011
From the cizoepoetry collection