Love-Struck Poetry Collection

Strangers

2014

Beaming lights wrapped around me,
Anger, frustration, and hurt being covered up by a reckless smile

I'm ignoring someone- trying to.
He's dancing in the middle, tall blondes surrounding him, shaking their hips to the beat.

If he can do that, why should I feel guilty about the smiling silhouette across from me?

Nothing makes sense, but somehow in the cloud that is thundering bass and moving bodies, this man is asking me to dance.

I'm finally forgetting him.

Well, at least for the twenty minutes I am laughing and twirling with the stranger. I only look a few times, and at last there's no sign of him.

'Want some water?'
'Lets go somewhere more quiet.'
'Have you ever been kissed before?'

'Yes. '
but I've been saving my next one for him.

I'm pushing down the violent confusion.

And I let a stranger kiss me, while I'm still wishing, wanting, and waiting for him to come and find me. But I've been waiting much too long.