Where Will You Be

   By Connie James 

Darling get out of my head 

Embedded in my mind, you'll forever be.
When making love, coming to mind.

This longing for you's an aberration.

So detached from me at all times.

Yet I feel your eyes following me. 

Penetrating, ruling me. 

All through the week, you can rule me.

Softly, softly pianissimo! 

Admonishing me, he'll be, for 

Thinking of you.
For feeling loving you! 

Don't ever tell me what to feel, see or think.

Darling, thinking of you!  

Here sit I, across the water from you 

In the freshness of the morning in dew.
Before the sun opens, he's eyes. 
To the gloriousness of a new day...  

In your element, I see you across from me. 

Stretching up to the skies. 

A sight for tired eyes.
Can you not feel my darling messaging 

Via your mind.

Worshipping the essence of you. 

I can hear bells pealing in the distance.

In my wooden cabin sitting amongst the trees 

Feeling like Jane waiting for my primitive Tarzan. 
To swing by.

The birds are singing. 

In a glorious symphony lifting my spirits high.

As I try flying from tree to tree

In my mind's mind.  

So lonely darling with me and me!

But still, the bells are ringing elevating me.

And continually being admonished by, he 
In how I should see, feel or think.

Soaring out of his reach, into infinity.
All I see are your eyes following me.

And he shouting at me! 
That there are rules to follow!

F..k the rules say I, a sheep I've never been
Nor will ever be!

A mind of my own I possess to do see and think. 

As I please.

But darling trying shutting out the cacophony.
Interfering with my senses.

Darling, can you feel not my breath 

As I whisper in your ear, what I'd like to do! 

Standing behind you cupping your eyes...

Cruising down your spine  

Kiss each and every vertebra, slowly.

This fantasy feeling your every sinew... 

Looking into your eyes, 

Through, me penetrating an infusion 
Reawakening me.

The adrenalin intoxicating entering my blood 

Into a point of no return,  

Minds all over the shop concentrate cannot. 

Like a bird in a golden cage fluttering 

Whispering winds undulating in the breeze

The sound of a flute rising in the air. 

The sweetest of sounds.

Casting my gaze beyond yonder, I see nought.

Except for fluttering birds panicking between the trees 

Perching right in front of me that skeletal tree   
Squawking infernally...
Darling where will you be.

Thinking of thee.