Things...

There are certain things that happen in our life. We don't know why it that some of these things happen, and others we may never grow to understand. But these things do happen. One thing that continues to happen is interactions with people. I always wondered why I meet the people I meet. What is their purpose in my life and my purpose in theirs. And why the things that take place between and among us, take place. Its a lifelong journey to know the meaning of these things. Its an endeavor I embark on every waking morning. Some things I forget and some I prefer to remember. But then there are some things that I can never forget. Things that have left an imprint on me. It is those things that I try to understand with the most fervor. Because I feel like once I know why those things came to take place in my life then I will learn what I needed to learn from them. And maybe then I have begun to gain wisdom.

Fleeting Beauty

If the reason you love me is because I am beautiful, then tell me, how, am I beautiful?
Am I beautiful because of my intellect?
Am I beautiful because of my inquiry?
Am I beautiful because of my ambition?
Am I beautiful because I elicit those things from you?
Am I beautiful because of the exterior shell that encases me?
It is in part, but not all, the fleeting things that make me me
If the reason you love me is because I am beautiful, then tell me will you love me when I am no longer Beautiful?

Completely Naked

This is my latest poem...

"Completely Naked"

Come to me, so that I may see you up close and personal

Yield to me, so that we may succumb to the desire to be unclothed

Speak silence only, so that we hear our innermost desires

Stretch out before me, so that all of you is magnified

Unclothe your interior, so that your disguise be washed away and you revealed

Untangle yourself from the wounds of your past, so that you may be completely free

Clear away your hiding reserve, so that I may find you

And then, let me come to you as I propose you come to me

Let us shed our disguises and be unclothed from our rusted exterior

For I desire, to meet you, to see you, to need you, to be Completely Naked.

My definition

I was already confused about our situation. I think things turned a new leaf all too soon. And me, well I just can't have that kind of amusement ride for my emotions. But people are always saying I need to let go, live, beat, drum..... Well I think I am beating...the drumming is just a little too loud. So as he spoke, I sat there, confused, ashamed, scared, and excited all in the same vein. and then I asked him, "so what am I in this situation, what should I call myself? His response, "You can think of yourself as the beautiful, intelligent, and phenomenal woman that I would love to spend the rest of my life with."................Is that my definition?