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I don’t even know
His entire name
He refuses to share it
And for some reason
This isn’t bothering me
Like it normally would
He’s making me want to do things
I’ve never done before
Things I said I’d never do
And … it’s … strangely … ok
Why him? Why now?
Is it because he’s a stranger?
Because he doesn’t ask
To be part of my life?
He lives for the now
While I pass between
yesterday and tomorrow
He makes me question myself
Think differently
He makes me want to
Please him
To hear him say
“Whatever you just did,
Keeping doing it”
To hear him say “fuck”
And know I’m doing something right
To hear him say “good girl”
As he strokes my hair
Why him? Why now?
- COMMENTS
Maydaypilotover 2 years agoThese lines are enchantingly perfect in this revealing 5 star poem:
He lives for the now
While I pass between
yesterday and tomorrow
29wordsforsnowover 2 years agoIsn't it the unknown that's so thrilling? Asking the question but avoiding the answer keeping the fragile moment of surprise intact? Not dipping your toe into the calm water keeping it perfectly reflective to watch and wonder about your own inner self?
Thanks for sharing.
