melissaahowells

      Poet's Home             All Poetry       Sign Up!  Login
© 2000-2022 Individual Authors of the Poetry. All rights reserved by authors.   518278 Poems Read.

Search for Poetry

   


Read Poetry
<< [Previous]

Don't Breathe 3/17/2021 12:21 AM PST

Kikipurr (For Our Boy/Girl Cats)

I'm Out Of My Dreams 3/12/2021...the pain-body and dreams

The Legacy List

(MELISSA'S) ALL---TRUE---ISMS....3/3/2021 4:51 pm PACIFIC STANDARD TIME



Preferring The Stars. (After College)

Only Yesterday (For T.J..)

WHAT CHIRPLESS CRICKETS MAY PREDICT (IN HORROR MOVIES--DREAM POEM)

WE SHARE... march 2021 poetry

This Firestorm Of Dying Lights..

The Threshold To The Other World...(March 2021/Feb 2021)

February 11, 2012 / Today The Storm...

No Broom Could Chase Me.

Self-Improvementizing....(yes, I made up a new word)

Big Is No Little Adjective. (revised)

YOU DO NOT GROW OLD

Taking Up Alley Living

Out On The Street

I Came From Water

Every One of Us Has a Door....

21st Century Proverbs...more will be added, you wait and read...

The House Is Alive

THEY NAMED ME ENOUGH

THE CRYPT OF THE KEPT AND THE KEEPER

UNDECIDED

The Off Brand

THE MILES THAT ARE LEFT TO GO...

To Them, I am Dead, I am Dead

I Need To Fly

Burying the Dark

Knock, Then Come Through

Being Ourselves...

More Poetry >>

 
Features

  Sign Guestbook

Read Guestbook

 
   

Weak In The Knees


a part of me goes with him
when he walks out the door
I can see his steps
and how his hips move in his jeans
I would know him from behind a whole block away

in the morning
I inhale deeply
while I watch him sleeping
his scent filling my nostrils
he smells warm and musty
like a cat napping in the sun
with a self-satisfied smile on his face

I know him
by a certain jangle of his keys
in a crowd of people
my ears focus and pick him out
my mind estimating when
he will come around the corner

in the car he hums
as if it were a reflex
sometimes he sings
and I join in
I like a man who sings

often he doesn't know
I'm admiring his profile
in awe of who I see
as my heart quickens

at night when I lie awake
I listen to him breathing
sometimes he laughs when he is asleep
and I smile

I have known him for a long while
still there's always more to know
and I like him
more than I started out to
which was a lot

sometimes when I think of him
it feels like a swooning crush
I get weak-kneed and sigh
and think about luck
and how maybe
it has not passed me by at all
but entered on two feet
with wide shoulders
and arms that surround me.



LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM
AND ALSO FOR THIS AUTHOR/POET/WRITER
AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD
10:59 AM January 26, 2019





Vote for this poem