I Rumpus: For Real (Serena)

For Real

Parity, Quynn,starts this inquiry.
Sarcasm dissembles. My feelings are fiery.
You've been to my house. You've played with my boy.
We've puzzled our sorrows. Yet you remain coy.

I want to show you my body, see how you react,
To see your attraction's a natural fact-
It's simple. It's pure.Call it lust or desire.
(No insult to intellect. That too, is required.)

You came to my party. You left with these words:
(You may have been drunk. But here's what I heard)
You invited me over to steam and to soak.
That, I took as an offer. Was it only a joke?

Did you mean what you said? Can you claim how you felt?
Does your beer open doors that when sober just melt?
To write you in candor may feel like a dare.
It may seem like a pressure that isn't quite fair.

So, don't feel obliged to honor a joke.
But where was the truth in the words which you spoke?
Is it lurking with fear, just behind the attraction?
Anticipation keeps you locked out of action?

We've both spent long years with our love in denial.
Interaction's preferred. You could call it a trial.
Experiment! Fling! Some serious fun.
I'll treat you with kindness. I'm warm as the Sun.

So, here I have laid all my cards on the table.
With rhyme and in verse to cushion as able.
OK show this to Suzie. And mention our date.
If you need to cancel, it's never too late.

For I honor your caution, concerns and your pace.
But, I need to live with my life in my face.
Like a wind from the canyon, deep, fresh and awesome.
In my youth I was frozen. Now, I have thawed some.

3 December, 2001
I Rumpus: For Real (Serena)