PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

a slip of your hand

in a room

and the unforgettable path of our meeting

was made

alike sets a fire to alike

there are clouds burning

in emphatic phase

standing upon a hopeful peer

pondering this moment we've been thrown

your mind,

a cauldron of facts, fables, sonnets and

stanzas filled with eloquent muse

I bask in the marvel of my chance

at getting to know this high end mind to me so new

ah but you are a man through and through

bogged down by a sudden desire for the body

of this mental goddess

she of whom you seem consumed

but she is me

the cerebral one

so eager to just know

wanting that literary foundation on which

to firmly stand and interact at first with you

the man behind the academic I am certain

is as remarkable as men are in their

complex manly states of sensuous, sexual being

but for these early moments

its the academic suit you slip on

each day before your latest class

that I wish to step out with and be

drawn in by

for your body of wealth in flesh

is certainly something worth savoring

but first let me know

the coat, scarf and gloves of you

and the carefully implemented tools

you drawl on

to stand before a class room and

teach the world's newest minds

the pains and joys

the toil and the triumphs

in such works as

Hamlet, Macbeth, Henry IV

and yes,

that shaming and taming of

one certain mentioned shrew

this, my dear sir

I wrote most especially

just for you.....................

(March 17, 2009 522am)