daydreaming

 
my mind is dreamy
as I peruse the poetic channels
you can't do this and be unaffected
the soul of each poet
is attached to their artistry

so tonight I dream
of a moment in a grocery store
where eyes meet locking onto each other
I reminisce of a powerful hand
who with love corrects his lady
so very sexy are both encounters

my mind is open and receiving of their energy
I'm excited by both in different ways
one has me thinking of first meetings
the excitement of that is like the finest wines
the other of being a naughty girl
in need of my Master's firm hand to keep me in check

mmm delicious thoughts both
so here I sit with my creamy thoughts
daydreaming about poets
with very different styles

coming together in my soul
and leaving their handprints