2009/01 To Whom It May Concern Poem by Kiracakes09 ...

To whom it may concern
Starts the note that reaches only your hands
Visions of your face
Stealing my smile
My finger lingers on your bottom lip
Exploring the texture
Thoughts speeding like electricity
In a lightning bolt
Eyes searching the heavy air
Where to start
Maybe the trickle of moisture down your head
Or our shared giggles
Maybe the hot, sexy, smart, comical passion
Smart passion?
Smart? Passion?
And comical too?
Maybe the dizzying moment
I had to hold the wall
A few times
The wave smashed into me
It was yours
Had to be
Cuz you were just fine
Just as smooth as always
Got me feeling sexy as hell
Sensual from your delicate nature
Didn't think it could be like this
Til your eyes told me so
Hearing your voice when you're not near
Shuddering from your touch in my lonely shower
Anticipating a talk with your pen
Desiring a caress from your loving limbs
Oh how exclusive, different
The silences are our words
We don't know everything
But then again, why should we
Figuring it out is the best part

(1-21-09) 11: 30 am