Obsession

PLAY WITH ME

So I saw her
as is custom we
ignored one another
then moved in
for the embrace

which was firmer
than usual
hard cheek bone
pressed against mine

later
her across the table
bafooning and charming
I dismayed.
she is part of me

I did not reach out
grab and plead
clutch and need
I just sat

legs up
against the table
revealing her calves
flirting yet not

vivacious
appealing
unattainable

later
away from her
thoughts rushed in
stealing my mind
I live to see her

When chance permits
I arrive
impact limply
and leave

she schmoozes
carouses
rends me
manoeuvred

I am the scenery in
her masterpiece
a yellowing tuft of grass
she the full portrait
in my tiny life

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Impromptu

desperate
so sent
a note

...suddenlymissingyou

but its
nothing
sudden
it’s all
I ever
do

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Eye contact

For depth the listener
is forced to look beyond, behind
for hidden signals
usually lacking

But your eyes
soft brown
alight from the outside
say there are no tunnels to travel through
warmth and sensuality
ooze at the forefront

Our interactions pass in a haze
later I analyse in private
relive your words

And then for eons
I carry you with me
willing you to know me
lacking you in my life

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She said


“love you”
just like that
causal like but it hit my crack

been agog, aflog, ajog
with her, close to a decade
of nodding through

trees still breeze
drills still fix, people cry,
demise, surprise
but my space widens

A tenure of yearning / burning
compressed through
a stream of online blether

Then abruptly the flow slows
and the parley concludes
the email goes
corroding those woes

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Ache

Glance at the door
Are you there?
I almost expect you

I know now
that I can’t will you
No matter the extent of angst
No matter the yearning
No matter the thickness of moistness

I know now
you will never come to me
Never feel my softness
Never know my touch

I know now
you won’t go away
always on my walls
on my mind
away from my life

Each year
regret sets deeper
and you fly away
oblivious


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ASLEEP

You
in my mind
like a delicate kiss
eyes open
alone now

A flame that danced
in a dream once
a vision of
something that isn’t

Akin in reverie
apart in the real

Cogitation fragments
like coloured smarties
melt the tongue

Ordained fate to ally
amorous artiste
an aching attachment
like soldier to gun

You
in my mind
like a delicate kiss
painted
pad-locks
chains
keys

Strangers in flux
passers by
in dream
you reached
for me

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WAITING

Will this be the
last I write of you
transitory interactions
leave me broken
floppy, depleted
Against you I
am smaller than a toad

In your presence I
freeze, cease up like
a taut mouse in fright

I watch the people
hoping you will stride
by so I can voyeur
play eye spy

Perhaps it’s because you
have no regard for me
See me as child, my
fingers to dull to map
your treasured moistness

Dipped in paint
Erotic Exotic Hypnotic
you are more powerful
than me

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See me

Pull back your curtain
so I can see you
I will not touch
although per chance to
sweep your cheek
against mine
I would trade a fair deal

Necessary opposites
I, the moon
- yin and dark
You, the sun
- yang and golden

Yin on yang
and
Yang on yin
pubis bones sliding

From afar I hover
never in your orbit
always shying away

Petrified
of the glare that you cast


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STALK

not the flying type
the sort that
priesandpeeps

the shady jaded
yearning
type

thesicklyobsessed
possessed by
sort

the yearningburing
on my mind
continually
bind

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HAPPEN UPON

swift cheeks in
social embrace
sweat rubbed on arm
your scent later gone
laconic in your life
melodic in mine

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Dark Horse


So
it’s over
I’ve told her

She
shrugged a
shoulder

“Sorry
You make
no impact”

After all
She didn’t ask me
to spill
my soul


No
Hollywood ending
in real life
 















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