Like an Emperor O

Like an Emperor

In your superiority, you took your stance
Like an Emperor!
Looking hot as a burning, ember
Burning incandescently, within me
What was a girl meant to see!
In your stance giving, not an inch     
You stood gazing at me;
Standing by, your chariot you should have seen;
Deeply rutted, in the indentations of my, mind
I stood gazing, at you as you came by
You looked at me with that, smile
Just a hint of a smile
Indolently, annoying me
In the extremities of my mind, he looked divine 
His hair curled just, a little around his eyes,
The back of his neck...
He, wore that Toga just, to impress me!
Sending shivers down, my spine
His feet slightly apart arms. akimbo
Holding, his stance for all to see
I gave him my scarf, so he'd ride for me
I saw the starlight, in your eyes
As you picked up speed & rode away
Your hair floating, whispering in the breeze
Your arms so strong, holding those reins
I could imagine, every sinew running through, you
Looking back at me!
Sun's in your eyes you couldn't see me!
Playing games, my mind
As I! Imagining you kissing, me
Taking hold of me, for all your worth;
Through the streets of Rome,
Manically, I see that chariot of yours riding, by
Leaving behind those, indentations
Deeply rutted, in the streets of my mind
Running to you, with laughter in my eyes
Hungrily kissing you, been such a long time
Whispering over me, your hands
Surprised, how your touch affected me
In the extremities of my mind,
I could feel every sinew, touching you
Feel your heart beating, against mine
Taking hold of me one more, time
Of reasoning, incapable my mind
No returning for me...
Taking all you had to give, all of you;
Delirium, within me.
Grasping at nothingness, to anchor me
I was lost, lost in the momentum, of time
Escaping from me implicitly, my mind
Calling out your name, time and again
It took every once of me to find the strength,
I gave you my life...
Gave you  my all; If desired
I gave you my mind...
A brain, of my own I do possess
Play you can not, with this brain of mine
Into overdrive, may go at any time
Waking up from my, reverie
My secrets reside in the recesses, of my mind
The very extremities, of me;
 Back to reality...

          By Connie James