Island Soul City Dreams

I love New York, but my heart has a Caribbean beat. It pulsates to the traditions of my people. Attuned to the rhythms of this City, I stay West Indian to the bone. I reflect. I analyze. I speak my mind. ~ I Keep it Irie ~

A Brush With KryptoniteP

I barely know him,

At times I’m not even sure

If  I like him,

But I miss him.

I miss the way he looks at me,

The way he calls my name.

I miss how he makes me feel

Like he wants to be with me

For me, for who I am.

I miss the simple things he does;

Like reaching out to say

Good morning, goodnight,

Like holding my hand.

And even though I’ve only

Once tasted his lips,

I miss those too.

How is it even possible

To miss this man I barely know?

Maybe, I’m just lonely

Or maybe he’s some kind

Of Superman.

 by Maquita “Queenie” Peters

~ I Keep it Irie ~

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2 thoughts on “A Brush With KryptoniteP

  1. Interesting… Superman is your Krptonite.

    Let me guess: you’s a Bajan woman, right? ‘Cause nothing less would fell one of those.

    • Lol! Just a reflection from waaay back, Reynold.;-)
      But hey, we all have our “kryptonite” (from time to time) but goodness knows I don’t wish for any anytime soon! lol!

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