She Called Me A Friend Poem by Kinyua Karanja

I had to meet her
One of these days
My heart could not withstand
Her magical blue eyes
Her delicate smile
Her lips made me remember
A half moon on a clear evening
Her snow white teeth
Stole my sight
Her dark hair and long
Her breast, her hips,
Her waist
Drove me crazy
But, she called me a friend.

After a successive collision
Here and there
I had to secretly fall in love
I thought it was just a mere lust
An appetite for girls
I could imagine anything possible
Asking for a date
Passionately kissing
Taking her home
Taking her to bed and so on
But she called me a friend

She was mysterious
Something I could never understood
I could feel love and lust
Both at the same time
I could feel fear from within
I tried to say ‘I love you’
But it could never come out
It was impossible in her presence
I could regret,
I could hate myself
For this failure
But she called me a friend.

I don’t really fear girls
I joke with them
I touch them
I ask, I kiss, I caress
But this one is extraordinary
I feared,
Her look made me shy
Shy like a young kid
I could not meet her eyes
When I am in mood
I wanted to be a lover
I became a friend
I abandoned love pursuits
I knew I had time
But she called me a friend

I gathered courage to anything
Like man I had strategies
But on my move I had to mess
It was a just a joke
A joke really?
She thought I was joking
I meant every word
I love you, I need you
You are so cute
You look so hot
Today you are so smart
I like that figure of yours
It sustains me awoke
The entire nights
Everything I said I meant
She took it a joke
And called me a friend.

We could talk of any topic
On the face of the earth
Under the eyes of the sun
Love, love making, relationship
Anything possible and imaginable
I always enjoyed every moment
We laughed, we joked, and we shared
Deep in my heart, I liked it
I am certain she enjoyed too
We exchanged our secrets
Interior secrets of our hearts
We halved our hope and fear
And she called me a friend.

I hugged her and pressed close
Feeling her hot and tender breasts
Her rising and falling heartbeat
I faced a real shape of fear
To extend my hand and touch her
To exhibit any seductive sign
It pained me to see her leave
It was upsetting and shocking
To be apart for long
I guessing she never understood this
I explained, she thought I was kidding
She said, I was like a brother
And she called me a friend.

My heart was screaming for love
My body advocated for intimacy
She thought I was making fun
I was serious
Damn serious indeed
I had to ask her at last
How she felt about me
She was easy to answer
I was dying to know
She called me a friend
She loved me like brother
Nothing more, nothing between us
To hell with that brotherly love
That brotherliness of yours
I frowned
She thought I was joking
I announced that I was horrified
She thought I was joking
And she called me a friend.