It's in how you look at me
You stare at me in a certain type of way
Like you feel me
The same way I feel you
It's how you look at me that's has all sorts of ideas rushing to my head
And I wipe my tears and overcome my fears
And I'm hopeful
It's how you look at me that
Makes me look at life differently
Like love exists
And hope persists
There's no turns and twists
To explain why I should resist
It's when you kiss my lips
That I find bliss and I remember that it was You I missed
It's how you hold me
How you see me
How you tease me that gives me ideas that you want me
And no matter how much I flee
It's in your hands where I find glee
Now it's my plea
To my heart so that it doesn't break If you happen not to catch
me when before I hit ground and wreck
Because I've already fallen.
YOU ARE READING
A Flowering Girl
PoetryThese are poems of a girl as she goes through various stages and processes in her teen life before she natures into a woman's. Love, hope, pain, and growth among other things are constantly present in this transition.
