Potential, there goes that word again
It can sometimes be just as intoxicating as love
Fills your mind and cradles your heart with so many ”what ifs”
The anticipation filling your womb with frenzied butterflies
Excitement causing your heart to flutter
Potential, perhaps a preclude to love or
Just a mere possibility of what could potentially never be
But the thought of what could be
Feeds the desire to obtain what now should be
More than just potentially.
Tag: Anticipation
Anticipation
Stand just inches away without a touch
Now let your lips graze gently over mine
Place your hand firmly on my neck and
Allow your thumb to guide my chin
Now press your body against mine
Deliberately making each move
even slower than the last…
Ensuring that my anticipation lasts & lasts