“I NEED YOUR FACE!” a poem, for Friday, August 30, 2019 a.k.a.: “There’s Just Something About A Face You Love!”
Maybe it’s the eyes, Windows to some Divine Source?
But I don’t know! I really don’t know, but – in your face, there’s force,
To captivate – and soothe and excite,
And make my existence feel all right!
I adore your eyes – and your nose, with nostrils flared;
Your eyes can close so tightly! Of course, who really ever dared,
To stare too long, for fear of being LOST,
IN LOVE, but – it-is surely “at any cost,”
That I must act, when I become a-gi-tated,
And call: “I-MUST see-your-face! How long I’ve waited!”
I think I’ve waited all my life – to find you, find you “here,”
And I-need to-play catch-up, after all the terrible fear,
Which I’ve spent, not knowing why!
It was: I was so scared (that) I would fail-to-find “your-eye!”
Plus-this: I could only imagine the curves of your lips,
Your rosy cheeks – and the splendid dips,
In your-dimples, which I-might-image as-you-gently-smile!
I can-take a mental picture, but all the while,
Every feature changes, yet still I want more,
With-my-tongue here-and-there, licking every pore!
Others will look on – with disgust and ridicule,
Saying (that) “My Fantasy with Your Face” just-shows-I’m a bloody fool!
Yes, I suppose, but THERE’S SOMETHING, and it makes me crazy,
Yearning to see your face ONCE AGAIN (pause)
[“When I’m-not staring, it-gets just-slightly hazy!”]