Must I Be Good! *****

Must I Be Good

By Connie James

Darling, must I always behave!
Kiss, me!
Feeling wanting, devilishly.
Last night wanted you to love me
Was feeling out of sorts
The feeling eluded from me
I was feeling inconsequentially sad
But you always brighten my days
As you came out and said Hii!
Ahh, darling...
Have you any idea what it's like to be me
As I sit here waiting for you to remember
That I do exist
Leaving me devoid, of human contact
Going about my days without a word to say
Why must I always be, good, why?
The sun shines, looking into your eyes.
Your killer eyes!!
Making me feel surreal;
Smiling, laughing mocking me
With each word uttered, seeing the confusion in me
Tired of behaving, darling!!
Just kiss me!
Am I allowed not to feel devilish
Confusion there's not, in the way I feel for you;
This feeling of incompetence always, be with me
When I am around you;
Try real hard to make you see me, as I do you
This being breathing living;
But that's the crux.
Wanting to wrap, myself around you like a limpet;
Feel you move like we used to do
Darling feeling devilish;
As you prance in your stance before me,
Flexing your muscles for me...
How great would it be if you just love me!
No doubt in my mind I like what I see
Yesterday walking, through the woods we had much to say
Hunting for that elusive flower bird or fungi!
A field of bluebells stretching before me
A vision a sea of blue their heads dancing, in the breeze
Stood there awestruck, holding my breath
The thought came to me, how wonderful would it be
Making love on that wondrous field of blue
With the birds singing a symphony, rising all around me
Looking at you, you're eyes are smiling
Smiling in your heart, the vision affecting you
As you point your camera taking, a shot or two
Mesmerised by the view;
Enriching my senses as I photograph you
Photographing the view...
A thought came to mind that there may be a God
After all, nature, filling our senses.
The suns glistening through the trees, like a star
Twinkling golden rays blinding me
As I look up protecting my eyes.
Ambling through those fields of blue
And the sky, like his eyes the bluest of blues,
Behind me the sea, scintillating little stars
Cast by the sun-light glistening
Walking to the shore, a turquoise sea inviting me
Gentle whispering, come and play!!...
I looked up at, he as we laid down, lulled by the sea
Sending tremors right through me
His hands exploringly!
Yah, in heaven, were we...