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The Flirt

The Flirt.

It’s all so simple at first
whether subconscious
or overt
manipulative maneuvers
may occur
I should come with
a warning sign
“Be careful or you may
fall in love with Her”
please don’t mistake this
for a chance
to get under my skirt
or you may get hurt
enter the mind
of a FLIRT.

For I am
completely aware
It starts with the
toss of my hair
no serious intention
a chemical disposition
and he can’t help
but to stare
making his hands wish
they were there….
and here
like pheromones secreted
in the atmosphere
attracting him near
my aura whispers
“come here, come here”…..
and I can’t be held accountable
for my actions
don’t really mean
to be a distraction
its just that
my swagga aint lackin
you’d have to be blind
not to see the attraction
I mesmerize his eyes
everytime I pass him
and before you knew it
……..it happened
an interaction
I say Hi
and softly smile
laugh at his jokes
compliment his style
all the while
stepping a bit closer
into his personal space
watching the uncomfortableness
ease on his face
making him forget
what he was about to say
attract his animalistic ways
stay
in silence
then look him in his eyes
when I speak
make him weak
just the idea that
he wants me
pleases me
and then I disperse
leaving him to question
was it just a flirt?

written by,
tina divina

Flirting….quite a natural instinct, we afterall by nature…. are not monogamous creatures, it is only with Faith, Love, and Care, that keeps us here… or there. However, when married or in a relationship, how tolerable is Flirting?

What is allowed or expected
and exactly where is the line drawn?? When is it just too much?

Holla at me,
~TD

Prelude To An Affair…

I adjust my ring finger
seems the tenure is getting tight
either my finger got bigger
or the size became slight
something isn’t right
I dare not look you in your eyes
fearful you would see
what’s missing in me…..you
inside I’m blue
and avoiding your touch
evading your glance
quickening your hug
answering your questions
with a shrug
its just
I’m no longer in love
and being beckoned by lust
its not you
its us
the anticipation has submerged
the chills are lukewarm
the butterflies don’t
tingle anymore
I don’t look forward
to coming home
because when the lights go out
the reality turns on
I feel your hand creep
beneath the sheets
and I cringe
its not that your not attractive
its that I’m distracted
with him
no one said life was perfect…
or that we’d never part…

or that this would be easy…

or that I would break your heart…

believe me
this is the hardest part
but baby
I’m not in love with you

I mean…
I love you
for all that you do, have done, and once were
but the reasons I fell
have become a blur
do you even know
who I am anymore
a room once filled with laughter
silence now stirs
we are following our shadows
of who we once were
The ones who fell in love
yesterday
but I’m not the woman I was
yesterday
I want to protect you
from the things I need to say
there is no easy way.

Prelude to an affair….

Written by
tina divina

Welcome to my Blog… to a weekly discussion of love and relationships, the intricate passages into your heart, mind and soul. Let me speak the things that your thinking but not saying. Allow me to pick your brain and open your mind to….Possibility….

Its easy to write about all the beautiful parts of love… but love isn’t always that beautiful, sometimes its challenging, and tiring, and in need of nourishment, and why sugar coat it, lets call it what it is… Love is about falling in love, and falling out of love and if your lucky, falling in love again.

Have you ever been in a relationship where the passion has exhausted, I mean for all intensive purposes, you still love that person, but you’re just no longer “in love”. You find yourself in curious predicaments, your eyes start to wander, and perhaps you would never be unfaithful, but for a split second, you thought about it.

Holla at me,

~TD