Sometimes I Get Lost

Sometimes I get lost
MY mind travel onward through space and time
Over field and under burrow, across the cast expanse of sea
But now I've traveled to that coffee shop and you staring strait at me
We are laughing, talking, jiving off the music and poetry
There is so much around us and all I see is you
The swirling blur of those who surround us
Are only granted clarity as they address you or me
If need be I reply or just gaze at them and smile
Then as if some magnet I'm lost within your smile
In the beautiful smile with a small ring piercing
Through the left side of the lower lip
Her eyes light up, sapphires in light
A sight to behold
As is a goddess or angel in her own right
I remind myself to breathe, cause I'm holding my breath again
The skin of her cheek, as its graced with light
I swear she glows without knowing
The short hair cut and a hat that changed from blue to brown
Gods what a face, her nose and that ring rest right int place as the smooth form
Like the sloping on the petals of a rose
I swear her hair silk, but I've not yet let it run through my fingers
It's silk though, I know it
I can sense it like energy
I hear what she says and I take it in
But I'm not really there, I'm thinking of you again
Cutting chicken in fact, at work in the Siam kitchen
But I cut robotically and my mind is lost in this vision
I wish
So I do
I stretch out toward her face and let my hand brush
And caress the cheek of one who has the beauty and voice of a goddess
I step closer and place my other hand
Between her arm and small of her back as I say
"Now I'm gonna give you somethin
And if you don't want it, just say stop
I mean I'm not a dick, you know that"
I lean in to kiss her, and she doesn't say stop
She closes her eyes, and I do the same with mine
And her lips are warm and soft
Is this Elysium, cause I swear I'm in paradise
OH SHIT!
Don't put water in the salted chicken
Turn off the faucet!
Fucking dammit!
And she looks at me, the cooks as if to quote Red Forman, "DUMBASS"
I ponder the look on her face
As she turns form grabbing a wok and returns to cooking
Then ponder my day dream and think to myself
Totally fuckin worth it



Credits
Writer(s): Druid Named Josiah
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