Writing brings out a form of vulnerability in people that I find particularly beautiful. Sometimes it is incredibly difficult to speak in such a way that expresses your deepest of feelings. Quite recently, I have found it much easier to share my feelings, no matter how much I am putting myself out there for criticism. While I tend to be a person who doesn't like to hold back a thought or opinion, I find certain feelings need to be kept to myself. This relates a lot to my short poems I write when I am on the train home from NYC or while drinking a cup of tea in bed after a long day at work. I have never found the right platform to use nor have I had the confidence to put my work out for the public. So here, I take a leap into the position of a poet... Enjoy!
All Five
Not only do I hear your voice
But your soul speaks out at me.
It sings a song of passion
Which sticks to my memory
Alongside the thoughts of you,
The one I always long to see.
Not only do I see your body
But that glimmer in your eyes.
They shine to fight,
To protect,
To inspire,
And they're too honest to hold lies.
Not only do I feel your touch
But your presence in a room.
The attitudes shift
In alignment with yours,
Usually motivating yourself
And others to continuously bloom.
Not only do I smell your scent
But success lingering from each pore.
For every goal,
You leave none unchecked
Until conquered because
You don't settle anymore.
Not only do I taste your lips
But a new piece of living.
Since our paths crossed,
I've been nothing less than pleased
With every fulfilling experience,
And this is only the beginning.
