gone with the wind

one hundered and thirty three

chapter 133
"tuesday morning"

in florescent pink shapes
you twirl in my mind–
my words sometimes stutter
like they are dancing
in the idea of you
&
laying in my bed
I think
of how your eyes sparkled
in line with mine, which
felt so warm against your gaze.

how your voice
ever so delicately shook
around the delightful words
you spoke

I could lie in the company
of your intellect forever;
It seems that you've occupied
my mind

you leave a taste
of summer in my mouth
every time my eyes fall on your
elegance

I crumble, I fall apart
cause my body doesn't know
how to react

yet I am put together
at the same time
because you make me whole.

I sit and I think-
I am so excited for September
when I get to see you

when I get to dance in
your intellect, your shine
and even though you have
no idea
how I am feeling

I find comfort
in that thought
because it allows me
to dream of you in complete freedom.

you feel like home
& every time
I see you
I melt.