trebuchet

sordid:nefarious:oneric:malediction:

For all the stillness in the sigh of this mighty little lioness,

I bite my tongue and wonder if your just a stubborn little after-thought

or maybe it is better (easier, safer) for me to think of you like that

it seems I've got just as carried away in all these days

I'm thinking of you as in all the ways you divinely sweetened me

in all those lovely hours I insist you credit for

so how is this a consensual intimate anything?

if I am left pouting, steeping, pondering-

if I alone am simply still reeling

how badly I needed of something from someone

I didn't know I craved

to connect with unobstructed ease and insightful conversations

I don't know if you can still begin to understand,

or if I really am ever meant too.

I know you think I'm a little naive

and a tempered little sexy number

and you couldn't see how I could get so attached

to your words and because of your deeds

so if I come across like a little vixen

even if I can promise no more than a selfish,

unasured, insecure and a demanding little impatient

I should hope you know enough of me - you should,

We both know my body won't ever betray my mind so,

I let you go before I had you

thank you for all and know that this woman

is a wise and magical creature

I'll find firmer footing than you would have been

and don't forget--

it is always the woman who makes the man

(Nov 25, '05)