Book of Poems

My Time

Believe you me, I see your looks,

That glint in your eye that signals something,

What, I can't believe.

I really don't know.

The only thing that rings is the spark that look leaves in my chest,

That is all so sudden anger, and at the same time longing for something I'll never have.

Take your looks, and glances and run,

quickly now before the sun sets and the darkness comes.

because my time is the nighttime and finally I won't play anymore.

You games will mean nothing and I will be free.

I promise you that I won't fall anymore,

No matter what I see,

Your longing looks that linger behind my eyes,

Your taunting, challenging smirks,

Your smiles, laughter, naughty jokes, hopeless singing, unending bromances.

I see your looks that pass me in the hallway little boy and I raise you a kiss. I just dare you.

Because this time, is my time.