From across the room he spotted her
For a brief second there was uncomfortable eye contact
Both from him & her
Somehow it turned to flustered pink cheeks
And puppet strings pulling her lips
Into this mischievous smile
He played scenes in his head
Planning what he would say
Unfortunately he did not seize the day
And she walked away

-elissette

You've seen all my curves.
And yes I mean more than my smile.
You've seen every curve of my body.
Where it gets narrow.
And where it widens out.
You know where every crevice is.
And you've felt and kissed my sweet tender skin.
You kindly kissed my mind.
We'll someone came to mind.
Who ?
They say kiss her mind and her body will follow.

-elissette

I said a prayer last night
I prayed for an angel
Her dress was an ivory cream
There she was
Across the room
Shining bright like the moon
I started to swoon over her
And told her to meet me at noon
She came
I opened my mouth and sounded like a baboon
But I mustered out theses three simple words
I love you
Oh God
I was so flustered
It was only a dream
And I wanted to scream

-elissette

Late night calls are becoming scarce.
But so are those good morning calls.
Are you scared to hear my voice ?
Have I given you no other choice ?
I could call too you know.
Or would you just hit ignore.
Just talk to me once more.
Por favor.

-elissette

I hope you know
I can't sleep because you didn't say good night.
It's been two nights.
I just toss and turn.
And I yearn to hear those two words.
This is so stupid.
Can Mohammed Ali just knock me out ?
Because counting sheep
Ain't doing a **** thing.

-elissette

I keep thinking of all theses wonderful poems.
And I should be sleeping.
I have this ache in my chest that says keep writing though.
I just want to sleep.
Another beautiful line has just popped into my head.
Something about our bodies intertwining.
Maybe I should just stop whining.
I can't seem to mute out my thoughts tonight.
Actually this morning.
It's 1:48 am
What am I doing awake ?

-elissette

Worst Battle ?
What I know vs. What I feel.
What I know
is that you make me grow.
What I feel
is so unreal.
What I know
you are the real deal.
What I feel
is that you're my achilles heel.
What I know
is that your actions make me have
premature ventricular contractions.
What I feel
are your sweet kisses resonating in the back of my mind.
What I know
my heart misses you.
What I feel
who cares.
What I know
I care.

-elissette