Nov 25, 2009 08:43
I just found this in an old journal. Ah, the corny, romantic crap we write as teenagers.
It means consuming, sweet thoughts
Tenderness and hesitation
It means adrenaline in shots
Pondering, anticipation
A tiny waterfall trickles inside me
It urges and gushes and rushes to guide me
It wants a charming, sweet phrase
Attention, reciprocation
It wants a flurry, a daze, of
Wit, smiles, and admiration
A tiny dam attempts to withhold it
For what would come should he behold it?