I Am

Just who I am :).

 The unfolded hand,

wilted flower,

an abstract,

touch,

feel,

desire.

 

 A lucid dreamer,

submissive lover,

old fashioned,

shy,

tempered,

robust.

 

 Poeticly inspired,

thought dependant,

substance controlled,

warm,

tender,

gentle.

 

 Above all,

another spirit,

riding hope,

wandering,

waiting,

changing.

 

 With exception,

still searching,

for reason,

gazing,

internally,

for who I am.

Author's Note

Each stanza starts with the title of this poem, though it can be read without using "I am".

Reviews

[Angel Bird]

Beautiful write! Reading "I am" in front of every stanza adds to its impact. You've bared your being to the scrutiny of eyes in many colors. I like this very much.