First Leo Man
As I speak to you now, it’s a shame I never took you serious. Your admiration and concern for me, has stirred something inside of me. I admit that, now I’m curious. And maybe this was meant to be. “Us”, yes you and me. Together we, could set one another’s heart free, from all of this rage, that has kept our hearts locked in a cage. It’s time now, to turn the page. Looking forward to better days… with you. Could your interest in me, really be this true? Please explain to me, what did I do, that’s got you on this, fire and desire, love interest pursuit?
Tell me, because now, I can’t help but reminisce about all of those days, that with you, I chose to miss out on — out on a limb, way up high, lost in a lonely sky, for a guy, who didn’t care to answer me “why?”. When the guy, the answer to my unasked, pleading “why?”, was you, all along. “Am I wrong?”, I ask rhetorically, for choosing now, utilizing this moment as an opportunity to make this vow. A vow that honors the promises to not “hold you down”, but build you up.
My hopelessness for true love was abandoned long ago, in the town of prayer, peace, and compromise, once your soul was introduced to mine. From that day on, I knew it was time to grow up. That way we could begin to grow with each other. A black brother, who deserves not another, not another heart break, let down, or excuse to wait, because you have me now. Me who vows to communicate my intentions with you explicitly, in prevention of leaving you lost, mentally.
I’ll rid away all of your fears of loneliness because to be provocatively clear with you, you are the only one, that I want to spend my time with, share my body with, express my thoughts to. I’m praying that our time, is not past due. Because I want to caress your insecurities, run my fingers through your sorrows and kiss your worries of doubt and inferiority. As usual, you held my hand tight, but this time, me, with all my might, I did all that I could do, to fight MY feelings of doubt. Because no matter what I come with, it is your being, that has been supplying my heart with water, to its four year, love drought.
Your eyes, shine so bright, a magical light brown. So beautiful, that you wouldn’t be required of a corny pick-up line to lock me down… wait, squeeze my hand tight again, my feet are lifting up off of the ground. Because your presence is truly the essence of everything that a man should represent. Your curly eyelashes, bat up and down like the butterflies in my stomach, whom I’m beginning to despise.
Still, your charm shows them no mercy. Don’t you wish time, would just hurry? Compassion and support are the acts, that I want to shower you with. Not again, will I forget, that you’ve been the most patient gentleman on my waiting list. Knowledge and wisdom, the two virtues that we are out here to seek. You think our differences would be cordial enough, so that one day they can meet? Sit down and eat? No, seriously, I’ve never been on a date, and emotions between us have been rising at a very, very quick pace, because for so long, we have had to wait , for everything in our world’s to fall into place. This time was spared for us to relate. All of this dopamine is making it hard for me to concentrate.
But then, things changed. Plans must not have went your way. Spent five days under the impression that all things between you and I, were okay. Thought that giving you, and “us” a chance, would make you happy. But you fell back, and now it’s you that I am chasing after, how could that be?
I wrote this poem December 22, 2016. I am an Aquarius sun by the way.
