#firstimpressions
She says,
"Open up your eyes to me," while we were on a blind date.
Some opinions come a bit late; early remarks are great —
And there’s a fearful much of men, of that phrase,
"oh, I'm late."
But I fear when she's running late for our date,
And secretly isn't coming anyway.
So my eyes remain shut; as from first interactions,
It looks for us, this thing isn’t going anywhere!
Apr 4, 2025
Apr 4, 2025 at 4:43 AM UTC
I lay on my back, a forced, tight smile,
Counting moments, each one a slow, dread mile,
My legs in stirrups, exposed to their gaze,
Their questions probe, unmasking my ways.
Comparing me to perfection, their prized fair,
My soul they seek, a treasure to share,
Each judgmental glance, a painful, cold stare,
Exposed and judged, yet still, their feeling's rare,
A final goodbye, leaving me in the air.
Nov 30, 2024
Nov 30, 2024 at 3:03 PM UTC
On the surface, love and hate
May seem black and white.
But that's not quite right.
They're feelings.
And feelings can change.
They're also like humans.
On the surface, people may seem
Scary or really nice.
But give them time,
And they may make you think twice.
First impressions are important.
But take them with a grain of salt.
And if you get fooled,
Just know it's not your fault.
Mar 6, 2021
Mar 6, 2021 at 7:46 PM UTC
Those eyes are canyons
Two captivating chasms
I've lost myself in
Jun 15, 2020
Jun 15, 2020 at 3:29 AM UTC
A girl stood before me at the supermarket
a few random items littered her basket
pink socks poked out from her sneakers
they were covered with little creatures
an inch of flesh stood between
those ankle high socks and her jeans.
Nice socks I exclaimed!
she turned around inflamed
looked at me and said
I have a boyfriend
her face now red.
Are they his I asked?
her face broke into a laugh
*sorry I got so defensive
guys make me apprehensive
I don't really have a boyfriend
sometimes I just like to pretend.*
*I know how you feel I replied
in embarrassment I've often lied
and whenever I'm struck by beauty
of someone new I meet
I can't look directly at them
I look towards their feet.*
Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 8:31 PM UTC
I stared out the window
And saw nothing but a light,
Though it tried to show me things
that were mere fancy's flight:
The imaginary asphalt covering
the nonexistent street;
The set of snow-lined sidewalks
where passersby might meet;
The steely spine of a stop-sign;
The spindly barren trees;
All these visions I thought I saw
were light-driven fantasies
Mar 21, 2017
Mar 21, 2017 at 11:51 PM UTC
Look at my face
not my knees,
not my rolls on my stomach,
not my cellulite covered thighs,
Look at my face...
because its the only way you'll know me.
May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 11:59 PM UTC
the way you
looked. at me
soft brown eyes
the doors to your soul
beckoning me to walk in
i didn't break. it
the seemingly soft gaze
and as i began to look around me
i realized
i remember
it wasn't for me
it was for her
and first impressions
are the lasting ones
-he was trying to flirt with my best friend
Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 11:17 AM UTC
Grace as a necessity
Beauty that rivals nature
Quaint modesty of a lady
Perfect appeal to the masses
How can I ever live up to that?
A mere imperfect girl
With less grace and poise
Appearance to ordinary for words
With less modesty than a lady
So, I will never be wanted
Always forgotten
Left behind in the background
Waiting to be seen
To be wanted by anyone
And yet, it's a dream far off
For love knows first impressions
Its shallowness rendering us unavailable
Wanted by the perverse and lonely
Lusted for there is no one else
A vision of love that's lost
Lost to the guys who broke our hearts
To those who use us like toys
Whose love changes by the pound
Whose so called "love" made us cold.
May 7, 2013
May 7, 2013 at 7:23 AM UTC