Across the way
Within the midst of the shadows
Spotted are hooded eyes.
Surprisingly seen peeking.
Brown skin, Chocolate
of African/Latin descent, certainly not Puerto Rican
Long black hair resting on the shoulder,
Sliding down the back.
Unsure if it’s a dress or a shirt made from scratch.
Olives sitting in grey skies used to describe her eyes.
Your name consuming temptation,
If my number was served on a platter would you take?
On the days when loneliness is felt,
Can I replace the emptiness?
Feelings of a baby longing to be held close to your chest.
I can be your baby?
We can be the wind blowing trees as the sun sets.
On this bus, a diamond in the rough.
A jewel not worthy of a nickname.
This woman is poison.
Our presence is one in the same.
Tho the sun clings to your being
The way that your sitting,
The light shinning behind you, a glow.
I want to be your shadow
Watching your back and every step you may take.
Excuse me again, but
You dropped your Halo.
I’ll bend down to pick it up, but
When I bend down, I might stay there
Manipulating the Halo into a ring
Since I’m already down on bending knee.
Is that too fast?
I’ve seen love in a glance,
but never at first sight.
My eyes water every time you smile,
Like I want to be the water when you take a bath.
Motion still, so instilled in you is relaxing.
The bubbles resemble clouds,
and you an Aphrodisiac, the being of a Goddess.
Quiet heart felt confessions, but who’s perception?
Curiosity is lingering..
Like the cologne in the hug that I gave before I left.