In love
(Dedicated to *ahem*)
My heart races with the stretch of darkness
My eyes squint shut as I filter through the images
My lips raised to his
His planting a tender gesture
I stand
I need to get outside
His hands pull me back
restraining
for just a moment
A reunion
old friends & faces
He is beside me
Envy
I could finally show off
I am no longer the dirty 10 year old in blue and white stripes
I have grown into my own
a man
a handsome, cute and rich man in my arms
I love him
His gaze enough to set my heart in a 100 meter race
I smile and rise
Blank!
No!
one more minute please
I squeeze my lids tighter
Latching on to the moment
Whiff
gone
for now
All I have left is a bedside lamp, an alarm clock, cocoa butter and a refrigerator to stare at
I am in love with an image
I haven't met him
But his voice, appearance and name are enough to get my heart giddy
I am in love with an image
But one I fervently hold onto
I am a little princess again.
My heart races with the stretch of darkness
My eyes squint shut as I filter through the images
My lips raised to his
His planting a tender gesture
I stand
I need to get outside
His hands pull me back
restraining
for just a moment
A reunion
old friends & faces
He is beside me
Envy
I could finally show off
I am no longer the dirty 10 year old in blue and white stripes
I have grown into my own
a man
a handsome, cute and rich man in my arms
I love him
His gaze enough to set my heart in a 100 meter race
I smile and rise
Blank!
No!
one more minute please
I squeeze my lids tighter
Latching on to the moment
Whiff
gone
for now
All I have left is a bedside lamp, an alarm clock, cocoa butter and a refrigerator to stare at
I am in love with an image
I haven't met him
But his voice, appearance and name are enough to get my heart giddy
I am in love with an image
But one I fervently hold onto
I am a little princess again.
Hmm...interesting. I like it and I wonder at the same time.
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Interesting... Keep the writing spirit high.
ReplyDeleteGood one! The indentation gives the poem some more life.
ReplyDeleteP.S. "He is besides me" should be "He is beside me".