HELLO

 Hello !

Yes. I noticed you too.

Bear with me.

This is all kin’na new. See.

Sort of a weird sensation.

Its an elation I suppose

But who really knows

About this sex stuff ?

Its enough

Just to realise

That its all in the eyes.

That first exchange of glances

Dictates the odds and the chances

That we could,

At least be friends.

And even that thought

Lends Itself to dreams and schemes

Of greater things;

And to motivations and horizontal aspirations.

Perhaps more joyful stations

On that journey to bliss.

But I’m more likely

Remiss in my perspectives

And in my illusions;

More prone to experiment

With improprieties.

And as long as nobody sees

Through my tough outer shell

Who the hell really cares

Or dares to utter what it is

That they deep-down think?

No, they’ll just drink

Another toast.

At most, they’ll sneer and steer

Conversation in a different direction.

So much for circumspection.

And yes, my motivations are probably just lust

No, you couldn’t trust me within a mile.

But heck, just smile back at me again

This time without disdain

If you give me that “maybe look”

I’ll probably refrain

From walking away

And I’d hate to do that

Without having had the chance to say

What I think or feel

Shucks. I’m not going to kneel before you

And beg.

But perhaps I will.

After all.

See. I’m enthralled by you

And you, perhaps, appalled by my somewhat direct approach

So, reproach me if you must, with a little frown

Then, step down.

Reach out and hold my hand

Just to show

That there’s more to life

Than just a bland

 “Hello”.

 

 

Rod Jones

10 September 2001