Questions Of The Heart

Questions Of The Heart

WRITER’S NOTE: This poem is dedicated to the moment I first ached to meet a hookup from Grindr, and to all those moments everyone reading this has desired that someone on the other side of the chatversation whom they’ve desired without meeting.


Why do I think of you?

Why do I wonder what you are up to?

Why do I care what goes on with you

When you and I have never met

Is this love or lust

Or loneliness crying out for a companion

When I eventually see you and run my eyes over your face

Will my heart skip a beat?

Will we bond for life like two swans at the water’s edge?

Will your kisses satisfy my hunger?

Will my touch inspire your dread?

Will goose pimples appear when flags arise?

Will mental curtains fall when the conversation falls?

Will phone signals flee when Caller IDs flash?

Why do chat lines promise what the eyes have not seen?

Why do photos mask the dance of lust?

Will walls rise or fall when tales are shared?

Will friends become lovers?

Or will words dry up like skin in Harmattan?

The answers to these questions of my heart

They lie, waiting to be discovered, 146.9 miles away

Written by Alex

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  1. Uziel
    May 23, 06:24 Reply

    Nice poem. A couple of times I have felt this way, it’s good that he captured it thus…

  2. Dennis Macaulay
    May 23, 06:33 Reply

    You are bright eyed and romantic and then you are screwed over a few times amd you wise up!

    Just ask Max, he knows the drill

    **sets coffee table, and convenes meeting of lipstick gang**

    • pinkpanthertb
      May 23, 06:35 Reply

      LMAO!!! Dennis, I hope you know that Max is going to poison the teacup you’ll be drinking your own coffee from, right?

  3. Ace
    May 23, 07:20 Reply

    I should add “Why don’t you look nothing at all like the picture you sent me”

  4. Brian Collins
    May 23, 07:47 Reply

    This was lovely except i am not exactly doe eyed anymore. Three particular people came to mind as i read this, leading me on and roping me in. And you can guess that they totally broke my heart in pieces. It was totally over before it even started. A three part series could totally come out of those.

  5. Ruby
    May 23, 08:03 Reply

    Been there Done that!

  6. Sinnex
    May 23, 08:50 Reply

    Will that person become the creep who’d take your name and picture to a ‘Babalawo’ because you guys just had a little fight?

  7. JArch
    May 23, 09:08 Reply

    I think I need to write a story about this.

    Been down this particular alley tons of times.

      • JArch
        May 23, 10:28 Reply

        Loool pinky you know they said your blog is now public property (shareholders and all) so with more shareholders comes more personal assistants :-p

        Meanwhile Maximus, you got the email wrong share T_T T_T T_T

  8. Teika Bonka
    May 23, 10:38 Reply

    Those feelings….and then you meet the person and the opposite becomes ur reality…..

    • Lothario
      May 23, 20:19 Reply

      Table it….. I am a romantic…. Kpom kwem

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