The Plunge

Sitting with this idea, as I pray it will hatch
I’ve hovered over the concept protectively
Now warming to the thought
It begins to take root
And slowly, it molds itself to
The interior of my mentality
For the first time
In the languorous stretch of my forever
Commitment has a face
His features are yet unclear to me
But I can make out his form
He understands my idiosyncrasies
And assuages my unfounded fears
He knows all about my love affair with the pen
Not the slightest bit threatened
He knows this, I need
And encourages my indulgence
He doesn't concern himself with propriety,
Nor does he think me promiscuous
For hopping from thread to thread
He knows me as a free sprit that wears no reigns
So he keeps in his pocket
The 30 karat ring
One day maybe.....
But until then
He gifts me with flowers
That live for 5 days
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*This is a poem that I used to start the Five Poems in Five days challenge. The 30/30 Challenge left me a little dazzled...like a deer caught in the headlights. I figured I'd ease into it with babysteps, so this is step one.