Tuesday, May 12, 2009

F.W.Bs

You're talking about your poetry, about the the latest piece you've penned. You want to read it out to me, I'd much rather read it myself but I indulge you, laughing a little inside. You start and I am somewhat distracted at the start but then I pay attention and it is poignant and beautiful like memories trapped in a capsule; ever present, ever yours...... you tell me stories of far aways lands, places you've been, people you've seen. I'm fascinated but I mask it, dismissing your tales with a smile and changing the topic to one I can argue with you about. You're watching me, I've made a mess of your room poring through your books and spreading them everywhere. You don't seem to mind, you just keep watching as if hypnotised by some unseen power I unconsciously wield as you tell me the story behind each book. You want to read something of mine, your fingers are itching to, you say. All I have is my journal and there's too much pain there, demons I am haunted by, the kind I can't let you see. you let it go and I'm laughing again, laughing at your absurd taste in music, laughing as you try relentlessly and pitchlessly to sing along to Yael Naim. You're unembarrassed, you want me to dance with you in you cramped room but I'm too shy and it amuses you......

So we sit and talk, you of family and exotic places and I as always playing safe with philosophies and love. You touch me, out of the blue, like it is your place to, like it is the most natural thing in the world to do. My hair, my face. All the while talking and watching me. you stop mid sentence and there's a kiss, then another, then another. You are holding me and I wonder passively how we got here then I laugh and you laugh with me. Laughter and kisses, laughter and kisses. There's someone at the door but you ignore it, instead you tap your hand against my body rhythmically to another ridiculous song. We start to talk again, about the music, the knock on the door, how beautiful you think I am; nothing and everything..... And there again is laughter and kisses

6 comments:

[B2B] said...

skillz
mad skillz
chic, even without trying...

King said...

Very Vivid. Very Vivacious.

Ashy said...

Id to Google the acronym... laughter and happiness indeed! :-)

petesmama said...

Got the tip from Ashy to Google the acronym too! Interesting.

streetsider said...

Deep.

sleek said...

I KNEW i had been to fullblownmadness be4..heck, i have a comment on almost every other post!...i so love this piece..and it was nice meeting u.i'll copy streetsider's analysis: deep