im holding my feelings tight
seems like i keep losing this fight

my life is all maybe's and might
could be im not loving you right

my days are lonely, long are nights
engulfed in darkness- far from light
 
little by little bit by bite
im sinking deep- losing my sight
 
pulling at my heart,love knows no height
free me..
my agony, my unending plight

-fia

you make me feel...

the world ceased to be
when you leaned close to me

your feather like touch on my cheek
had my legs shakin and knees go weak

fluttering butter flies is what i felt
you held me close and made me melt

my hands trembled and clutched on tight
you made me surrender i could not fight

heart racing and out of breath
you made me give in without a test

i felt my heart beating hard
when u asked to leave

i could hardly breath.. but i nodded yes
could hardly think..though i let you go

                                          the realization hit me later
                                          as senses slowly returned...

                                          I wanted to kiss you softly
                                          feel your breath against me
  
                                          i wanted to look into your eyes
                                          feel your arms around me
  
                                         i wanted to hold you longer
                                        didnt want you to leave...

you didnt turn back to see..
if alright i would be

you didnt give me a chance to say
some of the million things i had planned all day

my feelings were a jumble inside me
without a word..u just let me be...

                                             i long to be by your side again
                                             i wish to see you smile
                                            
                                             i wish youd give us a chance to be
                                             i promise to make it right

My newspaper blackout poem

I want to see you.
Know your voice.
Recognize you when you
first come 'round the corner.
Sense your scent when I come
... into a room you've just left.
Know the lift of your heel,
the glide of your foot.
Become familiar with the way
you purse your lips
then let them part,
just the slightest bit,
when I lean in to your space
and kiss you.
I want to know the joy
of how you whisper
"MORE.”
~Rumi