Poets dream.
Just take a look at me.
Funny how life keeps on moving.
Till it meets THE END.
No matter who we were.
No matter where we've been.
One thing's for sure,
With all love, comes hurt.
If I leaned towards you
Nearing your lips
Would you allow me your kiss?
Or express no interest?
In this moment in time
You have my full attention.
My eyes are fixed on you.
I act silly when I speak of you.
Interested and in search of a way to tell you.
Yet nervous and eager enough too
Exercise patience...
First and formost, on my approach to you.
A big part of who I am...
Always refuses to just let life pass on by.
Curiousity, almost always wins with me.
I'd rather say things and have things said.
Than to be lied too and misled.
I prefer honesty.
I state my boundaries and hear about your plans. (unfin)
