Sunday, December 6, 2015


Looking through the window,
You draw me in,
Resist I must,
Resist I can’t,
I want you,
Not for the moment,
Not for an hour, minute or a second,
I want you now.
I get a whiff of you,
My nostrils come alive,
My body gets goose bumps all over,
I smile secretly.

Steal just a little taste,
My lips brush you,
No time to loose,
Must I give up in,
Must I give up,
Can’t I have both?
Pretty please.

I get down on my knees,
Wish upon my lucky star,
Nothing’s easy,
Nothing’s perfect,
I want both,
Like a kid in the candy store,
I want all.
All shiny and rough.
Comfortable and gruff,
Soft and tough,

“Excuse miss? That will be a total 2000.” says the attendant
“Huh?” I reply
“Your total is 2000 for the two books.” Repeats the attendant
“Oh yeah! Sorry.” I say as I hand him the cash.
“Have a good day,” He says
“Yeah,” I mumble as I walk out and bump into ...

© thelma migue, 2015

A cizoepoetry collection.

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