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I Spy

With my little Eye

By Beloved Natarí KaelumPublished 4 years ago 2 min read
I Spy
Photo by Katelyn Greer on Unsplash

The glimmer of the light across the curtain reminded me of a bitter night

One that crosses my thoughts but remains out of sight

I saw from across the room a dove land on the windows ledge

I turn to see your reflection spread across the mirrors edge

My breath caught my throat

The smile rose to my cheeks before I knew what had become of me

"Oh yeah, you should get to know him."

I flickered a look at the waiter who caught the linger of my gaze.

He left the check and walked away as there was nothing else I could say

Skin as dark as cement tar, teeth as smooth as pearls

I thought to myself, if I came up to you, I'd just be "One of his girls"

So I shrank away, paid my dues and walked out of the room

Not brave enough, not pretty enough, not strong enough, not smart enough

But foolish enough

The next day as I walked in the rain I pictured you across that room

And the sun began to shine.

And that's when I said

"Oh yeah, that one's mine."

Soul mates may not exist but fate is attached by thread

And yours and mine has become entangled

Velvet looks good on me, I'm glad you think so too

Oh yeah, I knew from the moment I walked into that room

All gazes lingered but yours pierced right through

I spy, with my little eye someone approaching from my side

My skirt began to rise as tears welled up in my eyes

How lucky a girl to be considered your prize

As brave as I thought you were,

Your hands trembled as you looked for words

"What's yours is mine and what's mine is yours."

Or something similar or to that accord

You had me from the very first word

I took your hand though it seemed absurd and we scurried across the room

My heart beat fast, I thought this would be my doom

But your hands graced my back and I knew it to be true

The world had cleared a space for me to stand here with you

Sight is first love and with you I'd been reborn

For you I would take on any woman's scorn.

The glimmer of the light caught the gleam in your eye

And I knew for a fact you were my type of guy.

My feet moved effortlessly but my voice caught my throat

I could feel nothing below me except your hand on my skirt.

The light started to dim and I rest my head on your shoulder

The weight on my chest no longer a smolder

I felt cold in your brace and warmth on my face

I've never been the type of girl to fall into such fate.

But I glance up again

And you look at me like a familiar friend

Love from across the room

Two lovers intertwined and destined for doom

But for this moment as I hold you close

I think to myself, how it feels to be alive

The way your hand grips my thigh

It won't last

But for this moment I'm a boss

I'm Jesus on that cross

And I spy with my little eye

Five minutes of fame, meant for just you and I.

love poems

About the Creator

Beloved Natarí Kaelum

An alchemist with words, traveling the Universe looking for new words to describe my adventures.

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