You beckon to me.
Uncertain, and vaguely guilty.
And how you "know how I feel - but",
I can feel the urgency grip you.
And how we "don't have to if...",
I can feel the expectation.
You touch me,
Too gently,
I can feel the inexperience.
Do you expect me
Suddenly to tell you
If you can.
Or suddenly to let you
If you can't.
body language damaging relationships love's tempest vaginismus short poem
Unsure at what to do
the poem says
it is possible
only if you want.
Thank you Ghazala and Stephen for commenting ?
Thanks also to everyone who clicked 'Like' for this poem ?
This is one that sometimes makes me wonder 'is it really a poem?'
I can hear myself answer too (two answers): "It is" and "It isn't"
A fine poem of experience.
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Aviva Rifka Bhandari
Fri 30th Apr 2021 21:03
Thank you Nigel for commenting ?