He finally stopped talkin' <br />A wave of relief washed over him <br />Surprised how easily came the words <br />As easily as how the words came <br />When he had ahold of a good poem <br />He felt scared, vulnerable; but good <br />A feeling he'd never felt before <br />He had never opened up, <br />Opened himself, not to anyone <br />She watched him with those beautiful eyes, <br />Those eyes he could look at all day long <br />Her look told him she had heard <br />Every word and understood <br />She ran her pretty fingers <br />Through her hair, <br />He loved it when she did that, <br />She began to talk <br />And he was in awe <br />Not just because what she said <br />Made so much sense, which it did <br />She was so insightful and <br />So wise and; <br />So damn good lookin' <br />No, he was amazed <br />And so moved that she had shared <br />Part of her story with him <br />He just could not get over the fact <br />That she was there, that they were havin' <br />This conversation <br />Made him wonder, was this real? <br />Or an Inception moment? <br />He wished he had a totem <br />To spin to see if he was dreamin' <br />Whatever this was, <br />He did not want it to end <br />It felt so intimate and <br />Instantly became <br />One of his favorite memories <br />Perhaps his most favorite <br />Memory of all <br /> <br />Copyright 2013 Cowboy Coleridge All rights reserved.<br /><br />MacGregor Tagliaferro<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/intimate-conversation-2/
