Monday, August 8, 2011

Enough...Is Enough.....Roggys Moving Pic Challenge #24











(glancing closely into my web cam)

.......looking at these pretty brown eyes,
the ones you say make you....happy
But...all I see...all I see....is sadness.  Sadness....
Tears...a man refuses to cry...stifled...
and sigh after stinging sigh....
exhaling enough pain to funeralize these eyes...
and the feelings that keep me.....meeting you here
Waves of water....bubbling up in my gut......held back by my mocking masculinity.......laughing at me.  Footholds  enough to line an ocean floor......if I let them make it to the door.  I refuse....

I ask myself, what would I be crying for....why is this heart still longing
for something....for someone... who's already been taken away from me.  What makes me think I got nothing but time to wait for you to show...and not enough sense to realize you are showing me you

It's not my day...
not my time...
not my right to demand....
but your heart is still my home....[yea right]

Why....why can't I face it.....that my heart is not your home...
because if it was....you'd be here...

I know what you're thinking....you're thinking that you got me
whenever you slow down to us...and when you do you got me....lol
Tell me..what made you think that....

.....what was the first inclination that told you I never would be leaving...was it my eyes...my lips...my voice that you weakened as you touched me anywhere...everywhere....anytime 'you' wanted us
Was it the pitch in my whisperings...or my nurturing touch...or my charming way I put you first in every plan I had

And...and you played on that confidence because you knew I couldn't do anything without thinking of you first....

Damn the first time I said....I will never, ever leave you out.  I boxed me into you instead of you into me...and here I sit in the dark....waiting.....in that same box....for two hours, 24 minutes and 6 seconds and counting.......and I still can't feel anything but impairment.  I feel like I'm blind.....


I've felt your heart has been mine since the first time I counted how long it took to reach you
But, it isn't enough to come looking for you
Hell, if it wasn't for the little pride I have left, oh I woulda been found you
when you just disappeared off the face of the Earth......and you woulda agreed..that love shoulda brought you home

but.......I want you to be happy.
I want you...to be happy.  Wherever you are happy......I'm happy.  I want to be happy, too.....

I had more than enough love to pick up the slack. Or so I kept telling myself

Enough to make up for the time I sit here and wait...

and wait...

and wait...

Hmmmmmmmmm....................

You wasted....
I wasted....
we've wasted too much time trying not to pull back.  

You will always have enough with me.....but you can't see that.  
I thought I had enough love to make you forget.....enough excitement.....
that you get off from work and call me...even when you're too tired to see me.
I thought you'd be glad I come straight home....waiting for you....and hold on to enough desire for only you....that I won't remember longing for anyone else but your aroma all over me...in my air...in my hair
Enough lovemaking when we do get together....that we both set all of our cravings we saved and appeals free.  I am just afraid I can't do this anymore......



For now ....'enough' is enough.  I will not be compromised by stealth....taking on the world as it is...
because for us, right now.....it is spinning
at a different pace
There is not enough anger
not enough fear,
not enough indecision,
not enough competition,
not enough circumstances to keep me sitting here
waiting for you

I have enough yen in me
that I know I will find my real yang


Enough....is enough

(pushing the off button on my web cam)

8 comments:

  1. AMEN! I could've should've would've wrote this if I gave a shit enough to spill my emotions in ink any longer over

    "You wasted....
    I wasted....
    we've wasted too much time trying not to pull back."

    Nice write...glad I can get excited about writing through yours because my ink is dry.

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  2. Thank you Carissa......I know the tune sounds familiar, but in trying to recreate or give sound to that face...I called upon my own feelings when I was lookin just like that.....glad you liked it

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  3. Wow! Beautiful story...
    I like this...
    Thanks for sharing! :-)

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  4. : )

    i think off late the quality i put most value on .. is ' resolve ' ... !

    love the tone of this joyce !

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  5. You really got into the heart of the image
    I love the tone too
    It's so real it's surreal

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  6. Thank you much Kinahthi....and thanks for sharing yours also....

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  7. Resolve is good anytime Vinni...from where I sit...lol Thanks for checking this out and cause you likey lol


    Have a good one....whatever you do...

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  8. Roggy, I guess his eyes caught me...and the chest breathing in and out air that sometimes you just can not describe....a very good choice, cause it coulda went alot of ways....

    Thanks for the muse...

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