THE CHANCE

THE CHANCE
A handsome face with matching bedroom eyes
giving my lust a chance to fall and rise
a need could become something dire
seeing of things another hits or misses
dreams and fantasies, stolen kisses
what will begin to stoke the fire?

Texting and chatting in very clever
prose
desires could build to Lord only knows
seems we both are enjoying the flirt
if I should ache for him, will he for me?
where this is headed I guess we'll see
do not want to go berserk.

He's asking me if I have feelings now
wanting to keep me safe he takes a vow
security and serenity his heart bleeds
whispering truths throughout the night
building trusts and boundaries tight
we will see where this leads.

He tries to reveal what's inside of me
to get a look at what others don't see
all the nasty but also all the pleasures missed
wants to find out possibilities could ensue
imagination running wild what it could do
decision: hell fire or heaven's bliss?

Are in fact, as he says, kindred souls
half of one another that makes the other whole?
I am slow this time in playing the game
so far patient, my heart he wants to keep
doing his diligence daily and assure I don't weep
time will tell if its an eternal flame.