In the spirit of Walt Whitman on his anniversary of his death, inspired by “Are you the new person drawn toward me?”
I am the new person drawn toward you
I am the new person drawn toward you,
even more obvious and simple than you may suppose.
And I suppose you won’t let me touch you,
And I suppose you won’t let me kiss you with my eager tongue,
And I suppose you will think it complicated to be my lover,
And I suppose our friendship may already be laden with troubles.
And I suppose you won’t think me trustworthy or faithful,
And I suppose you sometimes question my facade,
And I suppose you have your doubts about my sincerity,
But have no thought, O beauty, that I am illusory.
I am as wicked and angelic as the next person,
but the only sure arrow firing madly at your heart.
© Mindy Goorchenko, 2018. Check out my published poetry collection here.