Poem -

Crushings

Crushings

I have grown exhausted
Of your haunting allure
Exhausted of your existence
That crushes me
Like a scorpion to the floor
Why do you tug at me so
Pull my thoughts wherever you go
I fill my day up
With readings and chores
And still when I fall to slumber
You delay my snores
You are background
Faded into everything
You wink at me
From the mirror
Over my bathroom sink
And my toothpaste smile
Involuntarily lights up
And when I sit down
To my cup of black coffee 
I see the embers in your iris
They flared up like a shooting star
Skipped on over
And lit my nerves
True bliss
I don't know 
What type of fuel you used
Because the flame
Reached my heart
And it thumps
Like drums
Of my African blood
The message is your name
Given the cadence 
Of your game
Its a rhythm of man
I snap out of thinking of you
Its a busy day
Lots to do
Then you have
The audacity to pop up
At the store
Like I needed
To think of you more
It is then that 
I remember Diva's poem
She played a stalker then 
I slipped out my phone
And snapped a quick stolen image
Of you in a distance 
You look so beautiful 
Put me back in a trance
Its not how fine you are
Though that you are
Its not words spoken
Or smiles sweeten
Its your demeanor 
Your charm that glows from afar
Your inner mystery 
It trips me
Makes me forget my sanity
I drive my car
Back to reality
To you I am nobody
Not a girl with a heart
Offering it in truth
To you I am a name
Not your possible partner
In this life's game
Your glance is quick
Dismissive even
Six seconds...maybe seven
I get a stranger's nod
And its so destructive 
Of the dream I had
When you kissed me 
And said baby
I want you to be my heaven
Stop haunting me dude
Stop looking at me
From the confines of my mind 
Cause baby if you must know
You are my man crush
And this is how
I think of you
I think of you way too much

 

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