I Am Seeing Someone

I'm seeing someone

Her lips are red from kissing wine beneath the sun 

Playing her old records on lazy afternoons

Running her fingers through her tangled locks and humming Etta James

 

I'm falling for someone

She reads the classics and bites her bottom lip

She is Helen of Troy - waging war against the stoics 

Laughing with her eyes 

Pieces of her soul escaping through her mouth 

 

I'm in love with someone

With the wanderer I've become

The passion deep within my bones

The way I wrap myself tightly in worthiness and truth

Knowing I am all that I long for

Monica TorresComment