Sight
It was a while since my heart ever trembled or fumbled in the sight of a man,
Cold outside confidence and stride in my walk but as he entered the cinema that night my body gave into weakness,
Clumsy and confused, flustered and unaware,
I kept my stride,
Siting in between him and my friend,
My heart kept beating probably faster than light as we watched the movie,
I buried my lust and attraction for him because I didn’t want to lose another friend over a mistake,
My walls of self defense won and I pushed him away so I could not get hurt,
When I close my eyes all I see in sight is his gaze, his smile, his scent, his drunken words as he tells me he loves me,
The next day his coldness hurts me more than a burn as I cook my dinner,
I want him but he doesn’t know,
If I ever see him in sight again I might give up,
And tell him what's up,
In my racing heart.
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