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Stefanie

Monday, April 25, 2011

The homeless man and the clown

Face painted with with a big red smile, 
blue eye patch in the shape of a star.
Twinkling eyes, dark as black marbles.
Walking a path that only the 
skilled should walk.
Seeking a kindness that all 
Clowns can evoke.

The clown bumps into a homeless man
 meeting in the street
the clown bows to the man
dressed in clean starched pants,
he has no smile, but beautiful soft skin, 
beautiful soft curly hair, he smells of soap.
This man wears no smile, and appears to have 
not smiled in a long time. 

The clowns heart is open and warm
wants to  make fun
and be the bafoon that she normally is, 
the homeless man seeking, and wanting all that he 
could take. 

The clown searching the homeless man's face for 
hope and kindness, seeking to gain entry to a smile, 
and an open heart.
The homeless burte seeking to intimidate and 
trick the clown into giving all she had.

The hopeful clown begins her work, 
doing all of her best tricks, juggling balls, 
hoops with fire, pulling flowers out of her palm. 
Nothing, 

The homeless man stands and critiques the clown in 
such a cruel way that he never saw the clowns true idenity.

Secrets

Secretly,
I love you,
I smell you, sweet of the soap you washed with.
I dream of you;
In sexually compromising positions,
Secretly.

I want you in so many ways,
but I want you to be with me.
You are unwilling,
single by design.

I dream about you and
reach for you in my sleep.
I dream that you want me
the way I want you.
But I know this all
part of my fantasy;
created in my head.
To please me in my waking hours.

I know you will never
love me back,
you love someone else.
I know that the things I
want you don't want.
but today you are my
secret love affair.

Maybe,
this will go away;
become a numb memory in my minds eye.
Later today, I will stop feeling,
maybe tomorrow,
I will stop wanting,
but today,
its my secret.

I want to make love,
to you,
intimately,
longingly,
wanting,
intensely,
let me show you the way I want to make love to you.
I want to touch you, With the tips of my fingers,
softly, feel you shiver between my fingers.
To hold you tightly in my arms.
To have you hold me, caress me, to love me
the way I love you.

Kiss me passionately,
taste you,
melt away in you and I.
I know I secretly love you.