(so not about sex i know how you can mistake it)
*it's funny how i get caught-up in sounds
how i get caught-up in the color black
how i dream of the most wonderful itimacy
that be so real.....you don't even know me
You speak
and I hang onto your every word
I climb into you
and dream
Of your skin and how
It smells dripping in sweat
And you
You rarely notice me
You come around
You walk into my space
And shine like the sun
And speak and
I dream
Of how rain clouds gather
Before
Like we do
Us women
Before
Broken hearted I wish
On stars
Lay my feet in waters
Spread my wings in secret
For you to notice me
They say things done in the dark will come to light
You shine and I shrink
Shame that you can’t see
It is me…that pulls you onto the moon
And become one
Shame that you don’t see
You barely notice me
You speak
And I hang onto everything you say
Broken hearted I pray
For you to notice me
Shame that you don’t see
It’s me wrapped inside of beige
With you
The one that call down the rain
And take you in
Standing there Zulu
And I hang onto your every word
And dream
Us in that garden
Shame you can’t tell
It is me you walk freely with
We breathe into each other
And I wrap you in beige
On the moon
Shame you ain’t gotta clue
Wish you would just come and talk to me
*Meshell N'degeOcello
One of my favorite performers of all time
luv you
ilove the images you have used, also the language is simple and musical ,i like it but soory if it is based on your life! the good news is that you turned it into a poem!
if he decides not to hear he'll be deaf all his life. Great write. Victor
Reviewed by Debra Harmes-Kurth (Reader)
Reviewed on January 25, 2007
Your voice comes through so clear here. Reading this is as if you were speaking. Not all understand even when the message is spoken clearly, I hope you are heard.
debra
What a treat it is to meet you and your words, Mitzi...You write in a dialect I feel I understand so well with a voice that needs to be heard. Wow am I aching from the pain in this one and realizing just what it is like when that man starts talkin'...oh yeah.
Thanks so much for taking a peek at my poetry too. I look forward to reading more of you.
When "You Speak" like this, he better notice! Fantastic write~
I like your style~
Thanks so much for stopping by my den too~
Nice to meet you!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Oh YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!! If it's real to you, Sugar... that's real enough. Life is how we perceive it to be on the inside. Chances are his voice will shatter the dream! Just kiddin. LOL K xx
We wash in the water of self, and only silence, eyes touch minds to the very soul, pride left alone, measure of and holding, today, I felt but not shame. I am lost in your words.. Walt
Awesome I felt the pain and your sadness
And emotions dripping out the page
This is an incredibly beautiful piece
Excellent job!!
Love And Peace To You..Morning Star
There nothing more painful than indifference. You write with such a powerful pen Mitzi, and the love and passion just drips from your pen. Fine writing!
Wonderfully written lament of love unrequited...know that feeling well...these words do that feeling justice, if any justice may be found in that feeling. May you find love and all good things, M'Lady,
Yeah, Meshell does great work, and so do you, Mitzi. While some men are clueless that we admire them, I doubt seriously you'd be turned down if you made your admiration known to him. Just be subtle, not goofy like me. LOL. And should your words in this poem actually be true to your own life, then I pray that it's not a poet who draws you. Male poets, like the writers of love songs and musicians, are not known for their fidelity but for their ficklenss in love. Naturally they will jump to their own defense and claim this is not so, but remember "The guilty dog hollers loudest." ;-) ~~Nordette
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For you to notice me"
I love this verse my friend and can share your poetic emotion in my own experiences.........
Peace,
Bill
Ron
Aberjhani
debra
Thanks so much for taking a peek at my poetry too. I look forward to reading more of you.
xo Taylor
I like your style~
Thanks so much for stopping by my den too~
Nice to meet you!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Regis
Your poetry is powerful in words
and imagery, Thanks for sharing
your brilliant thoughts.
Love & peace
William
And emotions dripping out the page
This is an incredibly beautiful piece
Excellent job!!
Love And Peace To You..Morning Star
Jim
TRASK
ang
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
tastefully, Mitzi ...
Sometimes the initial step has to come from us. I like your poem and it is soooo hard wearing ones heart on ones sleeve.
fee
How precise this is!!!!!
Sandie May Angel :o)