L. B. Mek

of BFF’s till we trespass, attraction’s gates



 

From high school to Uni

we stepped as one

like conjoined twins

you’d start a joke

and 

I’d complete, your punchline 

we laughed, in time

and luxuriated 

in knowing, wherever and whenever 

we each 

had a plus one, for any occasion 

that we genuinely 

love, being around

 

till, that night

both healing 

from broken relationships 

on step five

of our heartbreak anonymous 

recovery, paths 

and as we confronted 

and confessed our truth’s 

we let slip

that one, essential gatekeeper 

secret

to our friendship’s success 

 

was it your lips

or my fingers, that grasped 

first

was it, just an inevitable 

unleashing 

of forbidden, mutual attraction

or did we really 

solve our planets

free energy needs, in one

night

of unparalleled, frictional chemistry’s

sensual gymnastics

 

and now

 

what, now?

 

I stutter, at my hello

and wince, every time 

you catch me

stealing a glimpse 

 

you tricked me, I never knew

confusion 

could sustain a relationship 

in-heat…

 

I begin, boldly

then, at that thought 

of becoming a nobody

in your life 

every ounce of my will

flinches

as fear’s, warped thoughts 

whisper reassuring lies

to my thundering 

impatiently quivering, pulse

 

under moonlight’s gaze

we’re skin-on-skin, Halo bright

in-sync, with our mutual

sexual passion 

overcoming, our growing

heartburn 

of displacement’s, discomfort 

 

after

panting, breathless and rigid

awkwardly motionless 

we stare, in shared nervousness 

side by side

at those judgemental, stars

winking, at our empty heads 

 

our minds, lost

trying to fathom 

exactly, what we used to do

before 

lips, were only meant 

for devouring 

each other’s breath

and

eyes, were full of impassioned 

lust

but as yet, not much else…

 

What now

 

who, do I run to

when it’s you

I need to talk, to

about the You

that’s kidnapped, me

from, my sense of self

and 

my comprehension of Us? 

 

Whilst

gifting me, unimaginable 

sexual chemistry 

and a togetherness, like

we’ve never known before.

 

How do I reason, this unease

Do I ride our tide of change

Fight

To make us a couple 

Dare I

Question, why you hesitate

When it’s usually you

That takes the lead?

 

Can I fathom, a life

Without your laughter?

 

Is there a way, forward

Without losing 

All

That we cherish most?

 

I reach, grip your hand

Entwine my despair 

In your fidgety, warmth

And hope

 

and, Hope!

we’ll find our answers 

Before

it’s too late, my Cherished

Friend…

 

 

© L. B. Mek

May 2022

Comments12

  • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

    Beautiful words Mek .. engaging and interesting to read . ))

    • L. B. Mek

      thank you, dear poet
      so glad you enjoyed the read

    • MDStone

      Love the expression and passion LB. Oh the slippery slope of connection, the messiness of relationships, and the beauty of fulfillment.

      • L. B. Mek

        'messiness of relationships'
        that should've been my title, lol
        thank you! so glad you could relate
        to my humble scribble dear poet

      • Rocky Lagou

        Wow L.B. this was one rollercoaster of a poem. I've never heard sex so aptly euphemized until I read "sensual gymnastics" haha. No but seriously this was such a spot-on descriptor of how complex relationships are. It can start as a "one night stand" and end in never talking again. Hope you can see eye-to-eye again.

        • L. B. Mek

          this one was pulled from my cherished mementos of life's
          shoulda, woulda's... lol
          but thanks for the support and the witty comment, dear poet

        • MendedFences27

          This sexually charged lament draws the reader along to its hopeful end. A truly poetic slide. I loved this poem. - Phil A.

          • L. B. Mek

            what a wonderful surprise and genuine privilege
            thank you! dear Poet

          • Saxon Crow

            Marriage. It's the only solution!

            A great epic piece of poetry LB. Some boundaries cannot be crossed!

            • L. B. Mek

              if only life came with a backspace key
              to let us, undo
              those really cumbersome, life altering
              choices...
              thank you, dear Poet

              • Saxon Crow

                Then life would be filled with lack of consequence! I would not like that kind of world

              • Saxon Crow

                Marriage. It's the only solution!

                A great epic piece of poetry LB. Some boundaries cannot be crossed!

              • Michael Edwards

                An epic write which held me pending the great conclusion.

                • L. B. Mek

                  so glad, I'm always nervous when sharing
                  my longer scribbles
                  thank you! my friend
                  your words will encourage me to share more
                  of my lengthier efforts..
                  for I trust, in the veracity of your kindness
                  and always will

                • Teddy.15

                  From friends to lovers even for a moment, I felt all the emotion available in this beautiful if not unattainable piece so significant to so very many. Forbidden love is as much a form as it is painful as a dying love. Exquisite dearest Mek. 💖 And as you well know I love the theme so very much.

                  • L. B. Mek

                    ahh, melt my poetic heart why don't cha?
                    lol
                    I'll admit, I was hoping you would like this..
                    thank you! my cherished friend..
                    hope you and your loved ones
                    all, have a great week

                  • Rozina

                    I hope everything works out well for you Mek. A wonderful write.

                    • L. B. Mek

                      ah, well
                      it depends on your perspective
                      we were to young, back then
                      and too old, now
                      lol
                      but the friendship, is a life memento
                      we both, shall always cherish..
                      thank you! dear poet

                    • Goldfinch60

                      Very good words Mek, good friends are so important in our lives.

                      Andy

                      • L. B. Mek

                        Amen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                        !

                      • Paul Bell

                        I suppose the inevitable at some point was going to happen. The moving on part, now, that's either an okay, it happened, but let's not make it happen again. That moment in time, two people needed each other. I would hold onto that.

                        • L. B. Mek

                          'I would hold onto that.'
                          how wise, dear Poet!
                          and that's exactly, what these words are about
                          cherishing the good parts
                          as Time, eats away at our memento's of life..
                          (thank you!)

                        • Neville



                          I sit here in awe and very mistaken .. this is the one .. how you managed to cram so bloomin much of me into one single post is simply amazing .. you must have been a fly on my wall for ages and ages ...................... 110/100 🙂 n no kiddin ................................ Neville

                          • L. B. Mek

                            its crazy, how this situation
                            appears to be so common, an experience
                            because it takes such unique circumstances
                            for it to manifest, but alas
                            it happens time n again..
                            (I for one have stopped being amazed
                            at how two poetic strangers, experiencing
                            wildly differing, lives
                            can have so much in common, Hyung
                            I just count my blessings, through Poesy
                            I got to know you exist in the world
                            what a comforting knowledge that is my friend!)
                            thank you!



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