Wordly Seanley
     ...The Poetry of Seanley Donnachaidh

 
Powerless
she is powerless in my gaze
I have her all to myself
in this crowded room
she is under my control

I see her from the otherside of the room
I maneuver in her direction
too many partiers here
I catch a glimpse of her moving away from

it's a cat and mouse game
she sees me
I see her
watching, both of us

I move through the crowds
she seems to make her way towards me
her eyes set of something
 an obstacle?



 
 

hey...
oh...
harumph...
dang....

Why is she kissing that other woman?
Doesn't she know she is in love with me?
Oh well, love won, love lost.

Oh...my, look at that cute chickie.
 
 

©1999 Seanley Donnachaidh


 

 

 

 


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