0064 Longing [19 August 1997]

Author’s note: I have had body image issues every since I hit puberty and it is definitely reflected in this poem. Not to mention that I have Trichotillomania, which made it worse. Anyhow, just wanted to advise as in this poem, I talk about wanting be slim and “beautiful”. I have since matured and realized that I am beautiful regardless.


I stand alone,
in the dark,
in the night,
away from prying eyes.

The gentle evening breeze
playing a sweet song in my ear,
caressing me,
as a lover might.

Yet I’ve never had
a lover,
nor even a boyfriend,
nor a kiss.

And I wait.
Silently wishing I could be
as beautiful as
a goddess.

Slim, long golden hair,
and beauty
as fresh as the water
from a mountain creek.

And why
I wish this
is known to me
and only me.

For I long
for a night,
together with a beautiful,
handsome young man.

Who wants me,
for me for
what I am,
and not what I look like.

Is that too much
to ask for?
I think not,
for there are many out there.

About taikodragonjkf

Member of Spokane Taiko. Poet. Karaoke singer. Love cats and baseball.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s