STEAMY DOG DAYS

Waiting for attention

STEAMY DOG DAYS

 

I cling to my window sill to observe him

steamy hot sweat on my brow

I wait as my innards quiver about

as dusk fall into an abyss

each day, same time

he passes me

dark suit, black flock of hair

beige shoes, brown leather briefcase

if only he would look up, glance at me

 

One day I linger in front of my building

primped with updo and red lipstick

my edginess heightens,

first a blur of colors

eyes squint, as the sun bids farewell

a figure with shadows draws closer

my nerves tingle

he walks by

turns his head slightly

pauses and smiles

my allurement is not a fancy

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Waiting and yearning for someone attention. Make us wish for a meeting. I enjoyed the tale dear Betty. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry dear Betty.
Coyote

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you John for a fine review, much appreciated
Warmly, B

[S.zaynab.kamoonpury]

Aha a fabulous poem on a crush feel and the realisation it could be a mutual attraction. Kudos for an attractive poem.!

Plz also read and comment my newest poem too

[Ken Simm.]

If I could be allowed this observation as a mere male, I would say this is a truly fascinating insight into the female mind. Wonderful.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you Ken I would agree with with...
Lovely review
Warmly
B

[Neville]

the language used here is incredible .. almost period in its intensity .. the anticipation & yearning palpable .. bravo Mistress B .. and so very warmly .. Neville

[Brandon Houser]

Betty you made turn red. Lol
You walk the edge here but still manage to be sweet.