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the missing piece
there is a piece missing...
i should feel tipsy, right?
the love bug should FEEL like something,
right?
the automatic flick of the switch
in my heart should click,
right?
where are the butterflies?
sweet hellos, long goodbyes?
smiles, hugs, cuddles, adoring stares?
-did i miss something?-
shouldn't there be moments?
time stops, heart drops, outside world fades
lost in love?
where are the long walks in the sand
on the beach
with interlocked fingers and hearts?
where is it?
candlelit dinners, poetry sharing, museum exhibits..
naked beauty at 3am with strong arms, mind, spirit
intertwined..
telling me i'm beautiful...
-where did it go? was it ever here?-
soul searching 6am, bible study, and church at 10
comforting silences, stolen glances,
sexy ear whispers in crowded rooms.
shoulders to cry on in bad times
arms to jump into in celebration
encouraging, believing, achieving....
together
-SOMETHING is definitely missing-
long heart to hearts have been lost
in our busy lives
no time for relationship matters
'just because' gifts morphed into
'i'm sorry i forgot, i'll make it up' promises
gone are the
cherrystrawberry aphrodisiac picnics at sunset
rollerblading on the strip..
whenever, wherever, i want you NOW passion..
lip biting, sheet grabbing, sweat dripping
explosions of nature....
-where is it, dangit?-
intelligent convo, subjects
politics, religion, self-awareness, society
strong morals, opinions, respect for each other....
home training, home cooking, home making..
working hard to provide, but still making time
to rub my feet...
beautiful poetry flowing..
speaks only positivity towards me..
-i am seriously missing something-
strong black man...
got my back AND my front
i got his too..
handles his business
boardroom to bedroom
from, hello mr..to whaddup my nicca!
got his stuff together..
vibing to the roots, jay z, aerosmith and coltrane
without missing a beat.
real man. real woman. best friends.
the missing piece of my life..
-where is it?-
not here.
excitement, passion, longing
have all fled
a shell of what we used to be...
a photo album of happier times
is all that remains...
very 'significant other' has become
unappreciated 'spouse'
need to find my missing link..
yin to my yang..
i know it's out there...
just have to find it....
my missing piece.
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i won the judges' pick for Best Fictional Blog in the Black Weblog Awards! how cool am i? lol.
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