Friday, September 13, 2019

A Poem for Wild Friday

In my eyes he matches the gods

In my eyes he matches the gods, that man who
sits there facing you—any man whatever—
listening from close by to the sweetness of your
voice as you talk, the

sweetness of your laughter: yes, that—I swear it—
sets the heart to shaking inside my breast, since
once I look at you for a moment, I can't
speak any longer,

but my tongue breaks down, and then all at once a
subtle fire races inside my skin, my
eyes can't see a thing and a whirring whistle
thrums at my hearing,

cold sweat covers me and a trembling takes
a hold of me all over: I'm greener than the
grass is and appear to myself to be little
short of dying.

But all must be endured, since even a poor
sweet thing like me can no longer be near though
without submitting and succumbing the temptation
But just a touch

only one touch when he's not looking on that
bulging bicep so there I've crossed the line
will he know  Know the way my heart is fluttering
Does he know 

like the humming bird wings and there's a
smile creeping across his brow going down
to his masculine accepting lips  Which are
quivering too out of control

waiting for me make a show of my timid desire
which I will honor with my regrets and distress
I uncross my spineless legs and run, run run
and not look back

not one glance—his end
_ _ _

 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
 - I am linked with Sanaa Rizvi, Wild Friday at Poets United
 - Sanaa wants us to go wild with our version, an attempt to finish this unfinished poem.  The first four verses and the first line of the fifth were written by the ancient female author of Homer's era, Sappho, but she or our ancient poem keepers stopped there.
 - Others' versions are linked by our fellow writers at the link above.
 - What cha yua think?

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At Friday, September 13, 2019 4:34:00 PM, Blogger Vivian Zems said...

Beautifully done Jim!

At Friday, September 13, 2019 4:40:00 PM, Blogger Sanaa Rizvi said...

Whistles!!!❤️❤️ This is incredibly sensual and magnificently done, Jim!! You took my breath away with the penultimate stanza!! Thank you so so much for writing to the prompt!!❤️❤️

At Friday, September 13, 2019 4:57:00 PM, Blogger Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Oh, what a great direction in which to take this story, full of sensuality, and you have conveyed the narrator's voice and emotions so beautifully.

At Friday, September 13, 2019 8:53:00 PM, Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

Wowzers, Jim! Fantastic!

At Friday, September 13, 2019 10:21:00 PM, Blogger Old Egg said...

Sounds like he has teasers like your fictitious lass before Jim. I enjoyed you poem very much.

At Saturday, September 14, 2019 12:11:00 AM, Blogger Sumana Roy said...

So love the humming bird image here. A lovely poem, Jim.

At Sunday, September 15, 2019 12:08:00 PM, Blogger Magaly Guerrero said...

Oh, wow. The last line makes me wonder what will happen to him. She seems to have plans...

At Monday, September 16, 2019 11:13:00 AM, Blogger Ella said...

I adore the way you wrote this poem! Hummingbirds reflect joy the need for sweetness in ourlives! BRAVO

At Monday, September 16, 2019 2:10:00 PM, Blogger Rommy said...

Sometimes a moment of bravery is all we need to reap the rewards


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