Tuesday, January 16, 2007

THIS WAY

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I wish that it didn’t have to end this way
But I wished for it to cease
I wish that I didn’t have to see that look upon his face
A mixture of heartbreak and defeat
Bittersweet
This moment is for me
I’m relieved that it is finally over
Although I have no joy

I love him – but “in love” I am not
So this journey had to stop
Our priceless time spent now wasted in the wind
Because neither one of us wanted to say goodbye
To work it out we tried, in hindsight it was not God’s will
If so, we’d be together still

The thrill of love came and went as if in a rush
I must – be faithful and be content that it was meant
I’ve lost a potential life mate but hopefully retained a friend
Again I wish that it didn’t have to end – this way




Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa
© 2007. All Rights Reserved.

Sunday, January 14, 2007

THE L WORD

Damn this Brutha got me gone
Like something I’ve never known
I’m stoned!
That’s right; I’m high just off the entrance of his image in my mind
Divine – this man is SO
I don’t know – can’t put it all to words
It’s absurd, because I know him – but I don’t
Fear of the unknown tells me to abandon this – but I won’t
Because this passion endures, it is immortal and intertwined with my soul
Imprisoned – I am, and it is my warden
Refusing to release me until my will to fight the feeling is broken

As our new beginning unfolds, I’ll know then and only then if his heart for me is true
No need to question my own intentions because I want to be his everything
even if he says “I want to be nothing with you”

I feel out of control and I struggle to maintain my composure
As the vision of our lovemaking plays out it my mind – over, and over, and over
It is my favorite film with him as the leading man and I as the best supporting actress
A classic
Our performance together is a force to be reckoned with
A seamless entity we become where I don’t know where he stops and I begin

Incredible is what he is to me
Irreplaceable to him is what I aspire to be

I am consumed with the four-letter L-word
It is alive within me, ablaze, complex, and robust But the question I ponder at this very moment is “What am I actually feeling for this man – is it Love or is it Lust?”




Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa
© 2007. All Rights Reserved.
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