Bio: Lilia Lee is currently worker towards a
Master's Degree in Teaching at
Poetry by Lilia Lee
Enough
I met you,
blue-eyed Casanova,
on a day already drowned by night,
the sky freckled with cosmic conspiracy
and star-crossed kryptonite.
I yelled at you in praise, hot damn,
and sized you up like a specimen,
thinking this conversation
would never happen again
would be our first
and
our last.
I never knew you'd come back to me.
And now, here I am,
stirred by the young words
that slip from your lips
sometimes nervous -- awkward,
but always honest,
satisfying.
Listen,
I don't know where this will go.
Listen,
It doesn't matter where this will go.
This is enough.