Unheardwords of Writers of Colour

Breakfast - Kamah Alicia Scott

Shared: Breakfast

When we chat,

we chat like lovers do...
but not
Close friends rather, no touching
...just dreaming it
In my dreams
I feel you inside of me
Waking up feeling guilty but angry
the dream is incomplete

We made love many times
....in my mind
I tossed and turned
and I felt EV-ERY-THING

Then your words struck and we'd spin
Both of us in separate fantasies
Not wanting to let those feelings swim  
or surface
Because that would change
...EV-VERY-THING

So we hold back
I know what you're thinking
And you know my heart
Drinking and smiling Contently
Not letting desire float to the surface


© Kamah Alicia Scott, November 2005 (all rights reserved)