I wrote a bunch of poetry for Valentine's Day. If you're so privileged, you may have seen them or even know of the site I publish my poems at. I doubt you'd remember the address anyway. =) It's too long, and how many would bother with my words enough to bookmark it? Anyway, I picked this one to go on my public blog 'cause it's the least depressing and most pertinent. Maybe it's also cheating a bit, since I wrote this last year. As yet, it is untitled, or rather, with the temp title, For Her. And please, no, I'm not lesbian. I'm perfectly heterosexual, though possibly not that happily.
I am not immune, I must confess. It's too easy for me to fall But who will catch me? Should I teeter on the edge, Hoping no one will see this fool Waving arms madly above Trying to keep a grip on practicality, Because he knows the reality?
Should I gladly hurl myself Without certainty of chance? The risk of an emotional death... The symbolic breaking of something that... Really isn't breakable? But suddenly, your smile distracted me, And for a moment, I forgot. I was too high up to fall.
I died, falling for you. And not even in your arms.
Oh and while you're still here, a little task.. do go check up the lyrics for "Buy me a rose" by Kenny Rogers or Luther Vandross, don't know which, but doesn't matter. Fell in love with the lyrics while hearing the song on Class 95.
:: nimezs @ 12:46 am [+] ::
