I Like To Stand And Watch Her by HONAW, literature
Literature
I Like To Stand And Watch Her
I love to stand and watch her when she thinks no one is watching She makes these cute little faces and talks to herself as someone were there Nodding and smiling as she babbles on endlessly or starts singing random songs I love to stand and watch her when she thinks no one is watching She let’s the mask fall to the ground and she plays like a child again She let’s her hair blow in the wind and doesn’t worry who might see her without make up I love to stand and watch her when she thinks no one is watching I see the person she hides from me and the rest of the world I glimpse the woman I long to hold in my arms until we both grow old I love to stand and watch her when she thinks no one is watching
Laundromat crazy people amaze me with their odd wa by HONAW, literature
Literature
Laundromat crazy people amaze me with their odd wa
There couple who settle in as if they are having a quiet day in.
They sit on the couch reading separate books and sometimes they
exchange the same magazines back and forth saying, “You gotta read this”.
The man has what I call the lamb chop beard which makes him look professor-ish
The woman looks like a soft, yet stern grandma ready with hard candy
The best part is the sweets loving wild haired Laundromat attendant
She walks around happily asking if anyone wants the televisions on
as she tells us how she likes to not have a television on so she can read.
Though on every visit one must be prepared for the Laundromat troll
who i
Want love?
Is what you said to me out of the blue one day
I will fulfill and be your every fantasy, my poet
That is what you said to me making my heart race
Want Love?
Write me love poems you said, tell me of your passions
Like a foolish school boy with a crush I spilled desire
Dark erotic passions, sexual desires, holding back my true needs
Want Love?
You mean like free love of the hippie days I asked?
Yes, you answered with a giggle of sensual delight
heart racing I bent time and space to make it happen
Want love?
That is what you asked me that day, not I of you
Still because I did not talk to you right away I lost
I lost a fantasy t
Stopping in a wood basking in a warm spring day
I saw her dancing in the sun light surrounded by flowers
Struck with shyness I crouched behind a large, old, tree
The chatter of a angry squirrel distracted her for a moment
I hushed him with a stern look hoping that she had not seen me
There in a field of flowers, sun sparkling off her golden hair
I spoke softly to the angry little squirrel that she must be a princess
The little man was thankfully quietly eating a nut as he too was watching
As she took handfuls of blossoms from a blossoming tree blowing
The petals scattering in the air as if they were winter’s return
Then a gasp follo
Do you know the pain you caused?
Walking away from a friendship you bragged about
Telling me you loved me like I was always family
Always wanting to just be around me
Only to walk away because someone else broke you
You blamed me because I backed off when she asked
She broke you!
A innocently given warm smile
A firm handshake with a quick, "hello"
My heart races, shoulders tense, look for escape
A warm firm hug with a pat on the back
A smile showing me I am welcome
Heart races, shoulders tense, look for escape
Confused looks at my non return of the hug
Confused shrug at my quiet reply of no thanks
heart races, shoulders tense, look for escape
I sit alone in my dirty room
No one visits me here anymore
No one comes knocking on my door
I sit alone in my dirty room
I sit at a old Dell typing in search engines
Looking for a escape from the hell I live in
I sit alone in my dirty room
I watch people walk by laughing, holding hands
While I sit alone on my dirty couch and cry