Cause I've got a crush, my baby, on you...
I have had a couple of very good dates with a very sweet, cute, awesome person. Hurray!! Not putting names and stuff up here yet, because I seem to have decided it's a jinx. Or something. Anyway, in lieu of details, here is a poem I wrote:
butterflies are swarming in my stomach
brightly colored, fairy lit
twitting into my limbs
crowding my throat
buzzing and dancing in my veins
difficult, then, to sit still
in the closed-off rigor mortis trains require
I find myself grinning, maniacal
a smile madeup of your lips slippery-slid
interlocked with mine
your echoes humming in the spaces of my teeth
like music,
clear and crystal-cut
my skin quivering
from soft touches that skim like dragonfly wings
the man sitting crept-in too-close next to me is mouthing words
I can't hear
through muffling headphones and happiness like light
blinding bright behind my eyes
"your heart has wings," he says,
glancing at my shoulder
"does that mean it flies?"
I smile at him, despite myself
"sometimes," I tell him,
"on good days."
butterflies are swarming in my stomach
brightly colored, fairy lit
twitting into my limbs
crowding my throat
buzzing and dancing in my veins
difficult, then, to sit still
in the closed-off rigor mortis trains require
I find myself grinning, maniacal
a smile madeup of your lips slippery-slid
interlocked with mine
your echoes humming in the spaces of my teeth
like music,
clear and crystal-cut
my skin quivering
from soft touches that skim like dragonfly wings
the man sitting crept-in too-close next to me is mouthing words
I can't hear
through muffling headphones and happiness like light
blinding bright behind my eyes
"your heart has wings," he says,
glancing at my shoulder
"does that mean it flies?"
I smile at him, despite myself
"sometimes," I tell him,
"on good days."