Everything seem's calm, relax, good.
For the moment it seems.
Then a noise that startled you.
Then a return to calmness, a little unsure.
I can start to feel my chest pounding.
Something doesn't feel right?
What is it I sense?
I feel like I'm trying to climb a hill.
Sort of trying to get away.
Then completion.
Exziltered, a sense of finally I can be calm again.
Then a sharpe left the right up then down!
It's absolute adrenaline rush to every sense.
Short of breath. Confusion.
That goes on for minutes, which felt like hours,
But in reality it was most likely seconds.
But this feeling when it stop is unmistakeablely
Desire, yearning for more like a drug.
Can I have another ride?
Aug 16/13
Quae Nocent Docent.. . .
A brief look inside my mind. A reality that rose, then fell, only to rise again from the ashes of what I believe is true and not true. Come into the interZone. . .
Saturday, August 17, 2013
Sunday, August 11, 2013
Through The Peephole
The door knocks,
Someone is there?
I look through the peephole.
I see this person,
Tall, slender, sexy as hell.
I see them waiting, patiently, turning into
Impatience.
Then them pressing on the door bell that no
One ever uses.
I unlock the door and open it to greet them,
But as the door opens I see no one in front of
Me.
I look towards the stairs and hear someone
walking down the stairs.
I couldn't see who.
I called out but no one answered back.
Then I hear the sound of the main door
Closing.
Good bye whom ever you are.
I hope you have a safe journey.
This feeling would stay with me
For days.
Still not knowing who it was.
I could just imagine.
Aug 06/13
Quae Nocent Docent.. . .
Someone is there?
I look through the peephole.
I see this person,
Tall, slender, sexy as hell.
I see them waiting, patiently, turning into
Impatience.
Then them pressing on the door bell that no
One ever uses.
I unlock the door and open it to greet them,
But as the door opens I see no one in front of
Me.
I look towards the stairs and hear someone
walking down the stairs.
I couldn't see who.
I called out but no one answered back.
Then I hear the sound of the main door
Closing.
Good bye whom ever you are.
I hope you have a safe journey.
This feeling would stay with me
For days.
Still not knowing who it was.
I could just imagine.
Aug 06/13
Quae Nocent Docent.. . .
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