SWEET THERESA

Sweet Theresa

( click on the music video clair de lune, Debussy,  at the bottom of this post and read this poem in the meantime )

She connects with you
With a smile, an exquisite smile
And her eyes light up
You feel her beauty anew
And the charm goes on for a while
And her sweet gaze keeps it up


You wonder about her tenderness
That passion in her eyes
This joie de vivre in her cheeks
And you wonder about all this sweetness
That could be yours, and you utter all these sighs
In your mind, in your heart, and she takes peeks


You wonder if she sees you, feels you, observes
The effect of her charm on you, your melting
Into her hands, your enjoying of her presence
Of her warm aura, while she serves
The honey brewed tea to your craving
Sweetly brewed in her delicate essence

Oh Theresa, you are an artist, a charmer
And our feelings might be the great stroke of your brush
Do you enjoy the art or just the dance?
The intrigue or you mean to discover
The ultimate feeling, the thrill of the rush
An emotion, subtle or dense

Your svelte body blows into the music of the moment
And you become a melody
We listen to, a breeze we cherish
A sexy awakening, a sweet torment
To our sleeping senses, a parody
Of previous feelings and desires, and our fears vanish

You make a pair of jeans look tender
And your beautiful hair seems to hide in the hood
The doves plunging into your sweater
Raising their heads, gentle and slender
The feeling you inspire is a quintessential mood
You warm up the temperate weather

How serious you look sometimes
As if holding onto your feminine cues
As if to avoid letting us in, you seem mute
And we seem to stop hearing your rhymes
But like a flower, you blossom and the news
Reach out for the beat of our hearts, Tess, you are so cute

Carl Edward Nicolas