Spencer's Poems™

Poly Confusion

U say we're just friends, but I swear when nobody's around,

You make my heart take leaps off the ground.

Is it love, or the intoxication I get from you?

It is as compelling as picking the perfect flower in the field,

knowing all it will do is wilt to the ugliest of them all.

I don't want to hurt you, it's not my intention. 

I just wish I knew the intentions of the "friend" I fell for.

or at least, the cologne and adventures.