Anonymous
Blurred Man
Karyn Indursky
Closing my eyes wishing
to the meet man in my dreams...
To look into those eyes
of love, compassion, intrigue
would make my ivory cheeks blush,
and wish for a butterfly kiss.
To smell his cologne,
hear his voice,
touch his heart,
and be wrapped
in his arms would be
my treasured gift...
But it's to no avail
when there is no man
slowing dancing with me
nor watching a movie to cuddle
or desiring me for his own.