I don't know you...

[Clipjaw]

I don't know you,
but my friends say that you know your stuff.
I don't know you,
but you look different from anything else I've ever tried before.
I don't know you,
but it was nice of you to tell me where the water is.
I don't know you,
but you've got the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen in my life.
I don't know you,
but you've got a lot of the same issues I do.
I don't know you,
but your friends seem really nice, too.
I don't know you,
but you've got to be the most captivating person I've ever met in my life.
I don't know you,
but I have to know...do you believe in destiny, or love at first sight?
I don't know you,
but I've never felt a connection like this before with anyone, not even my mother.
I don't know you, but can you get me my water? A really nice person gave that to me.
I don't know you,
but this is the greatest massage I've ever had in my life.
I don't know you,
but you're an amazing kisser.
I don't know you,
but you're really awesome, and I'm glad you can listen all about my childhood, and the way I feel about this now.
I don't know you,
but can you help me to the toilet? I think I have to throw up.
I don't know you,
and I don't know your name, but I don't feel so great anymore....where can I get another roll?
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- Clipjaw

 

[Burgundy Buddha Lady]

Been there- can definitely relate
There are still genuine people
out there who are willing to
help out someone they just met
sometimes there is an instant connection
between two people-and you can't explain it
enjoy it and do unto others as you would
have them do unto you~
I really enjoyed your poem clipjaw

 

[Clipjaw]

Thanks a bunch...I'm never quite sure about the meanings of my own poems, because they go both ways for me...Everything I write is based on reality, and the upside I suppose is that there are some inspiring, amazing experiences out there for everyone to go through if they'd open up their minds every once in a while, but also that almost everything good in life, at least for me, seems to always come with heavy, heavy toll, such as the realization that I USE poetry, as an outlet, instead of writing for the sheer pleasure of expression. I'm slowly trying to work my way past, but the latter seems so hard to get to. Anyway, sorry to ramble on, a combination or paranoia, insomnia, and a confused heart will do strange things to a guy. Ciao.
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- Clipjaw

 

[Noodle]

...love that feeling you have expressed here. Your outlet is good. Your words emote more than their absract shapes for sounds. The feeling you've shared is a common baseline drawn through all of our souls infinitum.
Love is sweet, but sharing it is better. Even the rain is pleasant when the heart is awash in its own inner light.
Good words. Keep on going with your creating ...
Is all good, even in the doing.