Believing

FootstepsHe’d stopped believing
No faith left
Wanting more
Feeling bereft

Her face a vision
Held by the past
A dream that kept revisiting
Although he wanted it past

The drinking didn’t seem to work
For the thoughts they continued
He remembered clearly the hand he’d held
Then ripped apart the sinews

Satellites, just satellites
Was all that he could think
Passing by, never touching
So instead, he would just drink

But the footsteps of the past
They kept on revisiting
His pain was real
His faith was gone
He had given up believing.

Holding Hands

HandsShe felt him holding her hand
Then he was gone
His touch had been light
Feather-like
Dancing streams of daylight
In her world

Then gone
Taken
Removed without heart it seemed
She thought about that hand later
And wondered why
He’d ever held hers at all

Strange to think of that now
Much later
A recurring thought
It’s true
Holding someone’s hand
And believing it could be true

But a hand is not a relationship
That requires much more
Although it seemed like
Wait, none of that
They were satellites
Nothing more
Another time
Another place
Another shore
Can’t wait
Wanting more

Just a hand
Offering less
Confusion
Just a test
Hating this

A tide needs more than a hand
To guide it back to shore.

Playing It Cool

Playing it cool
He raised his hand
And waved to her
Then instantly felt like a fool
What was he doing
He was too eager
He should be playing it cool.

He wanted desperately
To be with her
But he had no real clue
How did he get there
From over here
It felt like swimming in glue.

She had to know
Didn’t she
Just how much he felt
How she made his heart sing
The feelings that he felt.

But she kept walking
Although she smiled
And he stayed where he was
He wanted her
Oh so badly
But he couldn’t work out
Where the ‘on’ switch was.

Rewiring Required

Rewiring required

His gaze caught hers
And for a moment she felt
Her brain go into reverse
The gears wouldn’t work
Systems malfunction
Rewiring required
It almost hurt.

What was this
A compliment given
He was waiting for a response
Her gaze was blank
Her words all jumbled
He’d think she was a complete dunce.

Conversation continued
And somehow she managed
To keep it all together
She didn’t understand just what was happening
She felt as light as a feather

How could a man
So unassuming
Create such an extreme response
It was all too strange
It was time to regroup
Before her sanity was lost.

Enraptured

Enraptured

She could not look away
Her thoughts, her eyes, were drawn
To him.

Quietude exuding from every pore
His presence still
Drawing her in
Enraptured.

Only words
They wrapped her heart
And lifted her soul
Ever upward
All seeming possible
The connection beguiling
But unrealised.

Never touched
Breathless desires unspoken
No movement
Yet his presence, still
It called.

Entrancement

entrancement

He was entranced
It was a word not often heard
But entranced he was.

Her energy beguiling
It held his attention and pulled him in
A sweet surrender
Her voice, her smile
Her laughter even more
It caught and turned his head
Bringing forth his own smile
Shamelessly.

He could never look away for long
His gaze always returning
To her.

She did not know of course
Could not know
How much he craved her touch
But could not
For reasons never articulated
Reach for.

But still her entrancing presence called
And he returned
But could not
Would not
Move too close
Not yet.