This Blog is dedicated to Dr. Beth Crachiolo, now the chair of the English and Theatre Department of Berea College. Beth is truly a wonderful person, and one hell of a teacher! For whatever reason, she seems to believe in my aptitude as a writer and has made it perfectly clear, on more than one occasion, that to not write would be a waste. So I am trying to do something I've never attempted before. Starting today, April 20, 2010, I will try very hard to post at least one new poem a day for 1 year. I'm sure most of them will be utter crap, but you never know when the muse might strike. Please feel free to respond to any post at anytime, I value constructive comments.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Crying at the Discotheque

Crying at the Discotheque


Light flash and flicker
Rhythmic dances, thumping beats
I sit alone in darkened corners
Across the room I see you
Happy, content, serene
I see you with him
His eyes full of desire
Drinking you up every second
I too see you thus
I long to look at you, looking at me that way
Like no one has ever looked at me before
Like no one may ever look at me at all
I sit and hope that you might see me
Secluded and hidden as I am
But by serendipitous fate our eyes do meet
And passion ignites within you
I want you to long for my touch
To desire to taste my lips to lose yourself inside me
I wish I could enchant you
As you have transfixed me
I sit in darkness out of the sight of others
But you know I am here
I can tell you sense me
But you will not come to me
You can’t; not now
Nor can I approach
I should be ashamed
But I am bound
And you know it…
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