My Obsession

Shall I tell you a story

or keep it in a poem

Shall I tell you a story

or take you home

 

Some verses are hidden

secrets that should not be spilled

love requited and forbidden

but if I tell you, my lips would not be sealed

 

I wanted someone once

He never knew

I used to watch him like a dunce

This story is old, not new

 

I would not say it's love

even though others would say it was so

tears fall from above

As my mind's red light glows

 

If we shared a kiss

tender it would not be

the hunger in my internal abyss

rips at me until I cannot see

 

He is my secret obsession

ashamed I am not

I am tactical in my discretions

If I took him, I'll know that spot

 

My feelings will stay hidden,

buried deep within

as I play and talk so sweetly

Maybe it's good to keep away from him

 

It is alright

That he will never know

I have him in my dreams at night

Passions melting all the snow

 

I am drawn to him

this should not be

this secret I will keep within

till the day there is no more me

 

Reviews

[Richard🖌]

Ohhh-MY, Fia! 😍

Secret, or is it hidden, Love … or, is it both? Is there a difference, or does it even matter -- beyond the vividly-real, stimulating wonderments of such succulent fantasies?

"He is my secret obsession
ashamed I am not
I am tactical in my discretions
If I took him, I'll know that spot"

Sheesh, Fia!!!
Whether story, poem, or both … I love it when your sweet poetic voice wakens every sensuously dancing fibre of my manly being!

Thank you ever-so warmly, Dear Lady-Poet! ⁓ Richard🖌

[Fia Naturie]

Thank you for your comment on this. I was not sure I was going to post this at all. lol

[Richard🖌]

Well, Fia 🥀

I, for one, am thrilled you did … obviously! ; )