Maybe 'I love you' escapes too soon from my smiling lips
And maybe my excitement is irrational
When my dancing heart causes my fingertips to tingle
Upon seeing that you have responded to me —
That you care about me and that I bring comfort to you.
Maybe my attachment is too hasty. Maybe.
But I know that this elation revives and warms my soul
So I give you my permission to haunt my dreams.
YOU ARE READING
How I Vent
PoetryThis is my second poetry collection where I come to vent my thoughts.