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The greats are not all gone/ one still lives:

The greats are not all gone/ one still lives:

I cheated on you and fell in love
Honey: I cheated on you . . . I have had an affair
I fell in love; I knew you would not care: I knew… you wouldn’t care
He has never ever seen all the parts of me: I never let any of them see
I had myself hidden; I hid honey: only you, only you: had seen me… all of me
I would show them, a piece of me… here, and a part of me… there, only you knew me… everywhere

Something happened today: It was spectacular: I mean… honey… it was amazing
I was working, and Oh My God! It was so deep, deeper, than the depth of hells vast wide open gates
I had compared him to kings, and gods, but never! Never! Did I think?
I could compare him… to you: or any of the others
I knew he was special: he has charisma, he is artistic… I did not know… I had no clue

I thought it was impossible: I thought the greats were gone . . . forever
I thought the great voices had all died: I thought, it was the end of true art… for all time
I never searched: I thought, it was useless . . . a waste of time
I would just wait, until my turn came: to say farewell and good bye

I can’t… now, he is living: he is breathing: he is not dead: he IS alive
He IS mine and he IS more than a king: god
He IS a great voice, a strong man, a thinker, a seer, and wise, he IS my kind, he’s one of us
Edward Estlin Cummings I fell in love
I am ready
To be . . . my all now
I am ready
To be, who I am now
I am ready
To let go now
I am ready


Baby, when I wrap my arms around you, you’re going to feel the universe holding you. When you see me I will be platinum blond, I won’t change my hair anytime soon. I will be wearing a long skirt my favorite color clothing is red. I love tank tops they are comfortable and over shirts my shoulders get cold. I like sandals, I prefer to be barefoot I am feminine made in simplicity presented in public. Unless I am doing something dirty like gardening or working on a car then I am jeans. Just so you know I am not an obvious slut that will be between you and me it is a private thing “I am a professional business lady”. I fit very well at the museum were I visit my favorite people. The artist whose exhibits speak to me about all the feelings of the beauty and pain of life, love and emotion; art and I seem to share a passion. I love you and am so happy you have entered my life, now get ready for a ride. You have not seen anything yet I am about to let go and just be me, I think you are man enough to take it.


Lori
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