So…here we are exposed to the naked truth of desire
You desire my company
I desire to know what makes you tick
You are an enigma- you terrify me in your directness and demanding nature
Yet I am pulled toward you like a moth to a light
Circling closer and closer, just hoping that I won’t get burned
You have the means and the ability to get to me
Literally get to me
There’s no hiding behind a virtual curtain
Warning sirens should be sounding
Like a gong in the empty recesses of my hijacked brain
‘Escape while you can’ should be the tape re-playing in my head
An eight track tape- how fitting
Yet, instead of retreating, I find myself wondering why you are the way you are
As if it is an ancient puzzle that I am destined and determined to solve
I picture you on that night time flight to Europe
Traveling at the speed of light to avoid the ash particles from the
Spewing Volcano
I told you before you left, that the thought of traveling through danger
Was incredibly exciting to me- an adrenaline rush like a wild roller-coaster ride
You just laughed in that old soul, slightly condescending way
As if I were a girl, rather than your equal in age
You told me goodbye and said “I’ll talk to you again when I return home.”
Presuming that I will be there for you when you disembark onto US soil
Copyright Michelle Beckham-Corbin 2010
Image credit via Demetrius Tauriac
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