A Shared Vision (poem)

A Shared Vision

 

This is my vision

You

Standing tall in your righteous

Heart

Before me in infuriating manner

Dressed

Smiling down at me with an

Indulgence

Born out of love and desire yet

Hesitant

In its gaze of wanton visions

Heat

Upon heat upon heat

Held back by sheer force of

Fear

And will. I gaze up, in love with

You

And every element (acids & bases)

That make you, you

A gaze more comfortable on a

Puppy

Than in a woman’s eyes; yet as

Strong

As piano wire, strikes a chord within your

Movement

Your hands start at my

Temples

Attempt to stimulate already

Stimulating

Thoughts, dreams and wishes

My hands start at your

Waist

Why waste time? My fingers are

Better prepared for circumvention of

Niceties

However they tease

They entice

They promise

My eyes have never left yours; nor yours

Mine

Do they seek permission or do they seek

Soft submission

Your hands have traveled to my face

Cupping it toward the inevitable kiss

The hesitation of which just before its

Occurrence

Is deeper and more satisfying than any

Orgasm

Our lips meet secretly and then with more

Revelation

Visual sensory deprivation enhance its

Sensation

Reawakening, reaffirming what has been

There since so long ago; Since revealed

To each other through His grace and

Divination

A source of your vulnerability

Vulnerable not of pain but of will;

Of fear

Shhhh! My fingers quell the

Query posed by your devil’s advocate

This is the time to decide, I see

In your eyes

Stop her or join her

Damn the consequences (or possibly

Welcome their arrival)

Yes, this is the time to decide

My fingers answer

My mouth poised to

Start

Some

Trouble

Your answer comes with the force

of an F5

With a delayed devastation

Its aftermath a possible uncertainty

Movement, inevitably frantic

Frenetic motion caused by electrical

Impulses

Chaotic emotion caused by hormonal

Discharges

And every nerve raw with the pain of

Reservation

Finally permitted to explore

Fantasies

Long born from frustration and nurtured in

Love

These agitated movements do nothing

To interrupt the slow deliberate

Kisses

That have found their way to exposed

Flesh

Finally being explored by fingers

By eyes

By tongues

Can the reality be as intense

Can it bring to life the words

Written in aching detail here

In place of what we both know to be

Inevitability

 

Can I live without this reality’s

Fruition

If I have to I must

This kind of situation is better

Enjoyed

With consent and respect achieved via

Seduction

And

Perseverance

I don’t believe I’ll ever have to

Endure

The absence of my vision

Because

I know the truth and respect its

Omission

For now

I understand the tendency towards

Prudence

And caution

But we are flesh

And blood

Ruled by tides

And the phases of the moon

Reservation doesn’t

Stand

A

Chance

For

Much

Longer

 

 

 

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About adauphin04

Humanist, feminist, writer, filmmaker. Ford is an alumni of Bloomfield College, where she majored in Media Studies/Communications and minored in English Literature. While attending Bloomfield College, as a single parent she worked full-time, was on the High Honors list, and a member of the National Honors Society. As a graduate, Ford was listed in the Who’s Who of College Students in America. She has been working at Westminster Arts Center for eight years, is an avid reader and film-goer, writes novels, graphic novels, screenplays and poetry. She is currently working on a feminist docu-drama entitled, "You're Not the Boss of Me!" She is also currently in pre-production with her first feature film "Being Free". Ford lives with her son, Jason, and their pets: Boo (a cat) and Akasha (a ball python). Ford and family are beginning a new chapter in their lives and relocating to Colorado in October 2016.
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2 Responses to A Shared Vision (poem)

  1. Sense says:

    This kind of sucks….

    Like

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