Friday, June 26, 2009
as I leave,
Head spins and my feet nearly trip,
Except they no longer feel the floor.
Heart jumps to a higher level;
I like the chemical rush to my brain.
Have you noticed the more I tell you
the less I am able to speak to you
in sentences of more than
two or three words?
The safer I feel,
the more I try to hide my blush,
my nervous smile?
Can barely look you in the eyes
for more than a moment,
Or I lose total ability to think.
Three words for you...
Just you wait. ;-)