A Poet’s Love is Fonder Than Any Other

I’ve been pondering
Whether I should dwell in this neglect
Or move forward
I can be wanted by a million people
My inbox is never sparse anymore
Shows how much progress has been made

Nothing can compare to the eyes of you on me
Freezing me in a space
Undressing me with that stare
Feeling your hot breathe on my neck
Tender touches on my hips
Hoisting me up on your lap

I can be the best thing for you
So why don’t you want me
How I want you
How can you not see
This is what I’ve been asking for

Reviews

[Chryiss]

Huh. By the title of this I was thinking it was one of the those 'I don't know what to write in this poem so I'll write exactly that I don't know,' but after the third stanza it clearly wasn't, haha. Before those last two stanzas I was reminded of my email inbox and laughed at the idea of wanted by a million people (now with all those advertisements and such). It was amusing to transition from that mundane thought to love. So for me this piece had a twist, even if only due to my initial expectations... :)
If I had anything constructive to point out it would be the second stanza's "Undressing me with that stare." This might only be for me, but it broke the mood of the piece as I've heard that too many times. Except for "freezing me in a space," the lines were commonly seen. I'd actually love to see something that continued off of stanza one which was more unusual. At least for me, the lines, "I can be wanted by a million people" and "My inbox is never sparse anymore" stood out.
Lastly, the ending feels oddly very complete even though it ends on a preposition. I really liked this nice wrap up.