Pieces

smile
kiss
hands
touch
laugh

I love you.

smile,
kiss
hands...
laugh
touch

I need you.

smile
kiss
hands...
laugh.

a tiny joke is the remedy
like I need your heart spilled onto paper

Laugh.

tender touch, gentle smile
imagination runnin' wild...

Kiss.

I need it. I need you.
prelude to nothing
and we are too much of....
something else.
(I surrender...)

Smile.

because I prevent you from being better
but there's an understanding
just as your lungs need not be reminded to breathe...

Touch.

my mind, my heart, my soul
we are as eventual as our bodies and minds are destined to grow old...
never cold...

Laugh.

disguise your disbelief
journey away from me
whisper your truths upon air
never know if the wind will carry it there

Kiss...

away my torment
torture my flesh with your needing touch
producing a deep inhalation that makes you close your eyes, exhale and...

Smile.

satisfied.

no uneven comparison of percentages

even when our souls and possessions are vintage

so will be this Love.

Touch...
not my peices, but my whole.

my entirety.

Queen Poetess B Copyright © 2009

Conclusion of mixedthoughtoetry Series

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So, it is here that my mixedthoughtoetry series concludes as did my train ride to my place of employment, and I must say that I am proud of this work.

I hope that you enjoyed the mini-series of my thoughts, and I must say it was rather invigorating to just let my mind guide my writing that day. Its amazing at how fast our minds work, and how slow we convey our thoughts. Within my mind, a new idea is often trumped by a second idea before the first one was completed, and it can make me appear to be a stuttering mess when in conversation, or walk in circles trying to prepare to leave my house-- but I love it. Words make me feel so terribly alive. Always, I have so much to say... so many things going on inside my head at once that I need a moment to breathe between them. But that is why I write. That is why I have created Are You Listenin', and I must say that it brings me pleasure to know that someone is.

Someone like you.

Thanks for following me.


Queen Poetess B Copyright © 2009

Lunch

@ Pentagon City

two pieces of bread

a cold cut in between

mustard, lettuce, mayo

a slice of sharp cheddar cheese

I will be thinking of it

none of which I can buy

you know what its like during a recession

when your bank account is dry.... lol

Queen Poetess B Copyright © 2009

Electronic Device

@ Pentagon

I blame your malfunctions on real people

you inanimate piece of shit

you aint nothing like your lying ass preview

and your flaws purely electronic

you work poorly in wooded areas

you spazz out in water

you need constant recharging attention

and all the functions you boast

always deplete your power

Queen Poetess B Copyright © 2009