Sunday Night Requests (first draft)

[bitsofbeauty]

I gazed at you for an instant before
Gracefully feasting on your lips
And grieved the absence of daylight
against your dainty eyelids
and ragged cheeks

You looked so helpless in your corner of the bed
about to be ambushed with kisses
and caresses
of the exquisite kind
about to be robbed of momentary ecstasy

Then I kissed you
Without

Comments

[grammarfight]

Hello. I found you through greatpoets. I am powerfully fond of your writing. May I add you?

[bitsofbeauty]

Of course you may.
I visited your journal, but your profile is not detailed. It's interesting that most of your entries are quotes of other people's work. Does each entry reflect what is going on in your life at the time that you posted it?

I would love to hear a little bit about who you are...

[grammarfight]

It's interesting that you ask about my profile. I was struck reading your profile today. It's very wistful and hopeful at once. I'm always so uncertain what to say about myself. I feel like I ought to emulate your approach, write a very lyrical accounting of my life and ideas, but I don't know what to say that would feel true. Or true enough. You've inspired me to write something better on the page, but I honestly don't know where I would start, or what I might say.

I'm always been a better interviewee than memoirist.

The entries comprised of others' work do represent the depth of my moment. I feel sad often that there isn't more of a balance of my own words, like I am misappropriating my betters for my own purposes, but sometimes I don't have the energy to say something that properly externalizes the internal.

That all sounds a bit moany; I'm a relatively happy person.

[bitsofbeauty]

It doesn't sound moany to me at all. It sounds like things I can relate to

[grammarfight]

That was truly superb advice. Thank you for such a surprising and suddenly rewarding conversation.

[bitsofbeauty]

My pleasure :)