He knew her excitement,
from way before,
it’d always been too much for him,
so he causally,
left it by the door.
Now he watches to if it rears its head,
investigating under her smile,
to catch a glimpse,
of if, it’s getting fed.
He incurred to himself,
an interesting thoughts dimension,
regarding her character,
often, measuring how much she loves and caters to attention.
So he checks the speed of her needs, to see if he can read her drive’s, hidden, intention. annoyed by the test of her loyalty’s mention.
She would always tell you,
she’s not into explaining her obtained ways, she simply is– who she is..
Naturally happy, hype by love, sexually uninhibited, an optimistic beauty, with airiness, as that of a dove.
In his analysis, he was re-intrigued,
for her love of life and its contents were ultimately set,
by her personal motto “what you see, is what you get”.
Poetry By Tamara Moore
Thinker on the Loose
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