Poet Introduction My outlook reflects my writing; make haste but don't hurry. I don't think of myself as a poet. Some day I may actually deserve the moniker of "poet" but that day won't be anytime soon.
Something in the way she moves” no words are really even needed motion is what prompts hope the proximity will be closer
In the reaching of her intended destination suitors are able to focus on details twinkle in the eyes curve of the lips
No need to restate what is so noticeably evident with the physical qualities that lead the hopeful to stare for in the end it is two way street and if she isn’t feeling a potential love’s intensity is not going far
I watch the warmth of full seduction Crave such a connection so complete Two poets with head and heart connected no deceit is even remotely detected Evidence of synergy found in a shared write the vestiges of desire’s consensual delight
As his serenade takes her breath away with shards of my heart I can do no more then turn away