Fingers hover over the keys
Indecision mars my choice
Find myself getting anxious
About the words I am to voice.
I read every word
That I have written
And scrutinize my every line
Erase and rewrite each message
To reflect these
Thoughts of mine.
As I move to hit send
My thoughts start
To collide
All the good and the bad
That can happen
Force me to pick a side.
There is a lot going on,
Behind these eyes.
You see my demeanor,
My cool disguise.
But if you ever wanted,
To look into my soul,
The eyes would be,
The perfect goal.
I keep my gaze averted,
My mischeif in check,
Cool indifference comes,
With all hands on deck.
But if you were ever to try
To find the real me,
Behind these eyes,
Is where I will be.
Such a strange web we weave of desire,
Where there is ember we want fire
But not all ember erupts into flames,
Some die out with none to blame.
We stood out in the sun,
Basking in its glow
Letting it warm the heart
Long frozen.
We closed our eyes
Collectively
As the light bounced
Behind our eyelids,
An implosion of
Little stars on a
Black backdrop.
Our lips curve
Into a smile,
Content as a cat
In our basking.
Till the shadows
That follow the sun
Enter our horizon.
Till then we stand
With our arms
Wide open,
Letting the sun
Light up the darkness.
For the Love of notion 