Life is filled with experiences;
life is meant for experiences;
meant to fill us with lessons
but our expectations
are really our intentions;
not others intentions
or expectations
You are what you think
what you feel
what you speak
what you expect
and we live in that illusive zone
of apprehension
What you dream are not my dreams;
what you expect are not my expectations
because I never expect;
I never suspect;
I never regret
but I can reject
Because I am capable of
rejecting, yet allowing;
spitting, yet swallowing
because no matter what touches the tongue
there remains the remnant of the taste
even though you never swallowed
Yet I have the right to wash my mouth clean
of that smell, that taste;
that taste that’s embedded in my memory
of a past once removed…
Donique C. Perez Copyrighted 2011/08/24 All rights reserved
