Writer Wednesday: Poetry: Firedancer

All those years
You lived just down the street
But we never knew
That we would finally meet
On a message board online
Before These Crowded Streets.
I’d never seen your picture
I was nervous walking into the coffee shop
I knew about the creeps who hunted girls in chatrooms
But damn, you were young and hot
I hadn’t expected anything to come of it
But I saw you and thought, now I Can’t Stop.
You said you loved chocolate through a whipped-cream grin
Your energy was like the sun
My heart was Under the Table and Dreaming of you
My dog collars and black lipstick didn’t seem like so much fun
You were too golden for that
I’d dated some guys but you were like no one.
Here was the start of something new
I could feel it in my bones
I’d never met someone so happy
We had So Much to Say, I’d never known
That I could want someone so much,
I wanted to steal your light when you shone.
Even when I had Too Much of you it wasn’t enough
Yes I’ll admit I was obsessed
An emotional vampire thirsty for you
I got drunk on you every time we met
I didn’t care what we did Everyday
As long as we were as close as we could get.
We lay on the couch kissing all night
You said, “I miss this, just this
Just being with someone, just being
This feels so good, The Way You Are, just us,
Lover Lay Down and that’s all we’ll ever need
Funny the Way It Is.”
I thought you looked like an Angel
In the morning with the sun shining on your face
We spent hours listening to music, watching music, talking music
Going hiking and to the river and to the lake
Sitting in your chair wrapped around each other
And when I said, “Stay or Leave?” you’d always make me Stay.
I couldn’t get enough of what you had
I was so naïve and you were already a man
We did the Two Step and I let you Crash Into Me, Crush me
And when you took me to meet all your friends,
I adopted them as my own
I threw mine away saying “When the World Ends
We’ll make The Best of What’s Around,
It’ll just be You and Me,”
And for a while it was
We drank your forties and smoked your weed
I was a Fool to Think I could be your everything
After you introduced me as your good buddy.
I was devastated that you hardly bothered to Say Goodbye
Though you said we’d keep in touch when you moved away,
It had been So Right when I was full of your light
But those few months only gave me a taste
And left me with an addiction to feed,
A Hunger for the Great Light, and tears on my face.