Nothing Has Ever Felt Like This

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    Nothing Has Ever Felt Like This

    I saw you see me from across the room

    Gently felt your hands upon my waist,

    Opened my eyes and realized

    You had never moved into my space.

    Hearing Luther croon set the mood

    And I immediately thought about taking you to a back room.



    Overwhelmed and shocked

    You caught my eye and we were locked.

    My feet became heavy, my legs got weak

    I opened my mouth and couldn't speak.



    Initial fear pushed me out the door.

    Doubt made me turn the ignition key

    Self-loathing forced the pedal to the floor

    Because the love, at first, I couldn't see.



    Speeding away from my destiny, trying to shake this ache.

    Pain from the past slapped me in the face.

    The tears began to fall and my heart skipped a beat

    The same mistakes, I promised I wouldn't repeat.



    Respect myself first and place no man above Thee

    Just beginning to realize that I am worthy

    The key to my Treasure, I once gave too freely

    Never knew I deserve love for just being me.



    Decisions made with no consequence in thought

    Never asked whose bed next would be his stop

    Been through so many Possibles and Maybes

    Not one ever wanted to make me their Lady.



    But you...



    Your magentic smile, I could not have forgot

    The intense look in your eyes never left my thoughts

    Constant reminders of the possibility of love

    That I never sought.



    Memories of your face

    Crept in and took up space in my dreams

    And never left this place

    In my heart.



    I glimpsed your soul on the day we met,

    Immediately you let me in

    Conversing for hours like we were old friends

    Neither of us knew what was about to begin.



    The simplicity of our connection is amazing

    Even in the face of doubt

    We are never wavering



    As a child I thought I would always know

    When love came knocking, I'd open the door

    Thought I had actually known love before

    But meeting you has shaken me to my core.

    It feels like I'm done, not searching anymore.

    11/01/2006

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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