Evolution

So, Poem of the Week has been going for around 1.5 years now, and slowly I've been changing from writing once a week to writing in spurts...and the whole new poem every Monday bit is taxing because of A) the fact that I sometimes don't write for weeks at a time and B) when a write a new poem, I have to wait until Monday to put it up here. So I think the new plan (for now) is to just put poems up here when I write them. So...I just wrote a poem, and here it is:

Your mind is preoccupied by my actions
You’re afraid of what I want,
Too scared to act, too scared to move
The flow takes you away
And leaves your feelings behind
You call out, I don’t listen
I’m hard of hearing,
It takes me a while to get it
I tell you, tell me what’s wrong
I promise I’ll listen
I want to know your feelings,
I want to do my best to help
You look me in the eyes
And whisper in my ear
All the things I’ve missed,
That I should have heard
You turn away, a sigh remains on your lips
But I won’t stand for misunderstanding
I call you back; hesitantly you listen
I look into your eyes and lay aside your fears
My words are crutches for your heart,
Something your worn and weary self can lean on
Tears fall from your eyes
I try to catch them with my fingers
But they hit your rosy cheeks
I’m sorry I let them slip from my hands
My words brought you to this
My heart falters, but I realize it’s for naught
I see the smile on your face
And there’s no need for me to worry
I want to kiss you so bad
But my lips are immovable;
I can’t draw them to a kiss
My smile is too big.

Anthony C, "Smiling Like I Mean It"