Listen as I Share: WE

You speak simple, completley understandable
justifications
I respect them, respect you, honor what you tell me
and even though I know where you're coming from,
I just wanted to share with you, let you hear:
my heart...it's crying...
for you,
your words,
and hands
your hugs, kisses
comfort...
I want you...
frightening, shaking, nervous to admit: "I need you"
want me
need me
please be with me and share with me
any and everything, anytime, anywhere
I am here, ready, willing, WANTING to listen
waiting to know about YOU
your past, present, even your secrets
I give you my word: there will be no judge present,
just me...standing, with open arms, waiting
for you to take the first steps,
whether they be grand or microscopic, I will wait
with tired, heavy arms for you to come to me.
I understand the situation isn't the easiest,
but hopefully you will feel as I,
when I tell you: "nothing that's worth anything is
easy"
Are you thinking about me as I write this?
Am I pacing back and forth in your thoughts like you
are in mine?
Do you feel the love and power in your heart the way I
do?
Please say yes...please........please
your eyes say yes, but I can't read your heart;
if it is in your heart that actions are born,
or your kiss that speaks your desires
I know the answers to my questions but still crave for
you to tell me
I am scared of what lies ahead,
afraid of what is, can, or will be
of your ability to heartache.
Is it worth it? you, me, together, one?
the passion spoken between our lips, hands scream yes
my heart yearns for your company, your touch.
mornings welcomed with bright lights glow, even though
it's pouring rain
when I am with you, rain is foreign, non-existent
complete
your hand in mine,
my hand in yours.
whichever way it is to be spoken.
so much more than lust...it's
shared swings,
speaking eyes,
held hands not wanting to let go, a lost key to a
lock,
introductions and visits,
talking birds,
spilled drinks,
written words on my skin...
touch me
paint me
I am your canvas...
laughs and unexplainable want, emotion following,
chills thta never go away
like a consistent heart singing your name.
wipe the hair form my forehead with your fingertips
look into my eyes and read me...
we kiss
it can't be!
did you really just read me?
or
are we thinking the same thing?
Romance tangled in a thorn brush, pleading to get out.
"you're hurting me, I'm crying, bleeding from all the
thorns"
run with me,
play with me,
sing with me,
but especially swing with me.
swing with me to the moon, so we can let go
of the chains we hold on to that keep us from falling,
the chains that are the only separation
from my arms to be wrapped around your waist,
the only separation that keeps me from running my
fingers through your hair.
chains those damn chains.
messages we send
back and forth
in secret,
they hate it, you do it anyway
(one of my favorite characteristics)
"I'm falling, tumbling, rocks"
I am too.
Kiss, feel, touch,
my lips,
breasts,
face, any and eveything for you.
discover me...
I want...need...ask...beg
for you to
discover me.
you say it's hard to open up, share your intimacy,
I want to make it easier, reassure you with open arms,
ears and smiles
I am HERE...talk to me.
Lets share
experience,
emotion,
familiarities,
unknowns,
places,
kisses,
breath,
what's mine is yours,
take as you please, but I warn you:
(I am strong, very strong) but
that strength has the capability to soften for time to
time
I can cry, hurt... please don't hurt me
fragile is I, behind all the strength,
but step not on egg shells or bite your tongue,
FOR YOU I'LL BE ME,
IF FOR ME YOU'LL BE YOU

In The News:


Sioux Falls Argus Leader

Sidewalks a platform for poetry
Sioux Falls Argus Leader
M ark McLaughlin lives near Lincoln High School, a neighborhood filled with neatly kept ranch-style houses. But when the 18-year-old rides his bicycle for fun and exercise, he often heads north to the Cathedral District with its multiple-story mansions.


The Guardian

Poetry Brothel puts the bawd in bard
The Guardian
She calls herself a poetry whore, and I have paid for her company. For the next 10 minutes or so, she will read me her verses, converse with me, entertain me. Between sheer curtains I can see several other transactions unfolding around us, hear stanzas ...


Downtown Express

Poetry in the souls of those who least expect it
Downtown Express
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NPR (blog)

Book News: Remembering Poet Galway Kinnell, Whose Song Said Everything
NPR (blog)
When Galway Kinnell accepted the post of Vermont's State Poet in 1989, the honor didn't come without a bit of polite disagreement. No writer had occupied the post since Robert Frost more than 25 years earlier, and with the revival came also a desire ...
Former state poet Galway Kinnell diesBurlingtonFreePress.com
Galway Kinnell, Plain-Spoken Poet, Is Dead at 87New York Times
Pulitzer Prize-Winning Poet Galway Kinnell Dies At 87Huffington Post
Los Angeles Times
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Poetry's ambassador
Yadkin Ripple
After engaging with contemporary poetry, Griffin said he decided he wanted to try writing some poetry of his own. He said the process was harder than he first imagined, but still something he thoroughly enjoys. He keeps a notebook with him all the time ...


Prayer Through Poetry includes artistic elements
Chimes
Prayer Through Poetry featured an open mic where students connected through the poems that were shared. Through sharing an untitled song he wrote and listening to other students share, senior business major D.J. Cortez was able to navigate his own ...


Tri-State Writers Bloc to host Dead Poets Night
The Independent
In celebration of Halloween and good literature, members of Tri-State Writers Bloc will be among readers who will recite poetry written by their favorite deceased writers. Anyone in the public is invited to attend the reading and to bring a poem to read.
Next Writers' Night will be Nov. 6Foster's Daily Democrat

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The Straits Times

Singapore Writers Festival opens with poetry readings and dialect nursery rhymes
The Straits Times
SINGAPORE - The 17th Singapore Writers Festival opened on Friday evening with a decidedly cheeky start. Pulitzer Prize-winning Irish poet Paul Muldoon, 63, read his poem Where Did You Learn To Kiss Like That?, which had been commissioned for the ...

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HotNewHipHop

Handwritten Poetry From A 17-Year Old Tupac Surfaces
HotNewHipHop
Here's a good way to celebrate Throwback Thursday. Today Noisey has unearthed some previously unreleased handwritten poetry from the legendary Tupac, written before his rise to fame, when he was just 17-years old. The rapper's first manager (who is ...

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Unique poetry workshop offered Saturday
Quad-Cities Online
Mr. Dougherty recently performed at the Best American Poetry 2014 release party at The New School in New York City. His work was included in the most recent edition of the annual Best American Poetry anthology. In Saturday's workshop, students will ...

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