If She Said Poem by Tsani Jones

If She Said

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I hid behind a paper
Gazing at her stolid profile
In silent prayer I wouldn't
Be discovered in my silent adoration.

And when I felt myself within,
Reaching deep inside the crevasse of my soul,
Pinpointing that burning epicenter of stark fear
That pierced my heart with chill, I wondered...

What if I said?
What if I revealed the dragon within?

It is commonly thought that
Dragons have beautiful maidens
And lairs of gold and jewels
But do not know what to do with them.

This one knows.
And this one has neither.

They say it is better to have loved
And lost, than to never have loved at all.
I suspect this is true, but better
Suited for masochists than me.

Could I tell her?
How would she feel if I said
The gentle fragrance of skin
And perfume as she passes by
Were as intoxicating and sweet
As incense to the gods?

Or if I admitted
That the curvature of her lips
Possessed me like a dying man
In a desert, crawling to an oasis?

Can she sense that her beauty
Pervades my dreams in spectral form,
Taunting me, luring and innocent,
Bleating heart of her sacrificial lamb?

What would she say?
Would her words shatter
A perfect crystal heart
And scatter the shards hopelessly?

Or should the timbre of
Her spiteful laughter resound in black
As she rips my sanctuary of purity
From my chest with careless ferocity?

How could I put the pieces together,
And repair the jewel
Scattered on the floor in
Damaged slivers?

She does not know,
Cannot possibly fathom,
What eternal fire lies behind the
Cold of my eyes.

Never to taste my lips
And know, oblivious to doubt,
That I am the fairy tale she
Has searched for since a child.

So I wonder...
What would she say?

If I took the gamble,
And I bet everything...
All I have, and all I am,
Could she say, to my heart's salvation,

I Love You?

So I quake, and my heart
Trembles, in fear of no man
And no creature,
Except for her light.

And I hide behind a paper,
Of falsified margins
With lying lines of ink
I haven't read,

And I wonder,
Yes, I question in my soul...

What would she say?

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Tsani Jones

Tsani Jones

Atlanta, Georgia, United States
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