Thursday, July 29, 2010

Poetic Thursdays: Childhood Crush

Childhood Crush
You're like "the perfect verse over a tight beat"
You complete me.. everything I think, you think
From our goals and aspirations to our hopes and dreams
Without speaking a word, it's like we're forever in-sync
Like my diary.. you keep my thoughts from evaporating
Got me always contemplating
Whether or not you're a figment of my fantasy
Or just my soul mate
Got me questioning every action I take
Like just one wrong move and.. I'll wake up
But even after each fall and every stumble
You're still there.. to help me up and provide a safe haven for the pieces I almost left behind
It's like no matter the situation you always have the time
To help me unwind
Even when you're not there...
Just the faintest memory of your scent
And the vague daydream of your touch
Puts me in the mindset of a crack head feigning..
Just can't ever get enough
You're like my Oz.. except you know how to get me home
Home, where my heart is
Where this poetry comes from
Where there's the occasional pain and misery
But just thinking about you makes it all melt away
When I was little I used to dream about a 'he' like you
The 'he' that would rescue me and always be true
The one that would call me back every time he promised to
The one who would make me feel as I should
Like the princess my fathers' raised
A 'he' that would be faithful to my eternal father and love my earthly one just the same
A 'he' that I would be proud to take 'his' name
None of that hyphenated action
Because our sensual, romantic, real love would become one identity
...
Funny thing is, it seems as though God created you especially for me
From your chocolate-covered head to your ebony feet
But unfortunately
It's inconclusive if I'm the one He made for you
So as I sit back as enjoy everything you unconsciously give me
And imagine how things would be if our nicknames of "Future Husband" and "Future Wifey" were true
Just remember that if you want my heart.. there's nothing you can do
... you already have it.



© 2008 Jendayi N. Douglas. All Rights Reserved.

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