
“Gorgeous Geck”




See the bug?
Coming close, your gravity locks onto mine
Pulling away, I’m returned to void of space.
Aching to be reunited, hating the isolation
Why does your presence leave an imprint?

Deserved
Or
Undeserved?
Skimming without reciprocation.
My rules.
“It’s not you, babe – it’s me.”
To be shown the light again, but then forced to watch as the dark is allowed to reclaim love’s territory is cruelty.
I had forgotten how good they can be.
Rare and fleeting…
I think I’m here, but I don’t seem to exist beyond my own internal boundaries.
External reality seems all too ready and waiting to enliven, then erase me.
Loss of something special.
From open honesty to locked-down silence.
Manipulating for one-sided advantage.
A deeper understanding of the term…
Desire
Longing
Abstracted

For caring.
A young man with curly hair and a gorgeous just-then-unshirted and perfectly sculpted, cream-colored upper torso poised solid and proud above white sweat pants nonchalantly slid smoothly into his car in front of me as he cast a quick look around to see if anyone noticed.
As my eyeballs tried to pop out of their sockets, I laughed out loud and had to walk up to his driver’s side window and tap on it.
As he rolled the glass down slightly self consciously, I joked with a huge grin,” You’re gonna cause an accident doing that!”
He laughed, nodding and acknowledging slightly bashfully, saying, “Thank you…thank you…” accepting the obvious compliment with its playful admonishment.
Whereupon, I turned away laughing even more and carefully made my way back to my car, determined to keep my eyes off of him.
If a guy wanted to be minimal, she could match that.
“I would want you, if you didn’t want me…”
“Oh fair, buxom young maiden, fear not – I shall save thee…!
Oh sh*t!
There’s a real woman in there!”
Climbs back onto his steed and gallops away, post haste.
“If only I could be married and share love with someone I could trust…”
Still needs to go to therapy to deal with parent issues.
“Hey! We could have a lot of fun hanging out together…”
Builds up friendship in pursuit, but once granted, backs out and evades by silence…
“I just want to f**k you, then leave you:”

Can be stark, and exhausting.
Moments of refined finesse and grace.
“I will get better…
Somehow, I am going to recover…”
(Crash and burning noises in the background)
Perched
Sensing
Analyzing

It doesn’t matter if I have a migraine or am overwhelmed and feel unable to step up to the plate.
There is no “down time” for me.
No person I can rely on
Nobody to catch me.
Recognizing unmet needs hunger disproportionately to current reality, how is one to equalize without help from an attentive partner – other than to burrow even deeper into the misery so that it is owned, rather than conscripting?
I had to stop myself from trying to conform to another system’s track.
Never stand in the way of a man’s progress.
I had wanted to lean out in sculpting my muscles, but my body says it is built to be a warrior!