Let's Go Stealing Hearts
I
should’ve kissed him
And
him
And
him
Should’ve
kissed him hard
On
the lips
As
he held my hips
As
a sensation dripped
Down
the tips of my tongue
But
I’m just wrung too tight
I’ve
kept waiting for the moment to be right
But
now I’m nearly 18
And
never seen a romantic flight
Chemistry
Is
confined to a test tube in my chest
And
in this life every moment is a test
And
I just can’t address
These
feelings
I
keep reeling them in
Transforming
them into poetry
But
I’m tired of words on a page
On
want them on my mouth
I
want to act
And
shout
And
eradicate the doubt
That
I’m too young for love
Because
I’ve been in prospect park
Far
too long
And
I want to hear a minstrel’s song
As
I row across
The
boat house at central
I
want to glimpse at the gloss on his lips
And
know I’m where it came from
Because
I’m tired of being strummed along
I’m
tired of wearing grandma bloomers
When
I look better in a thong
And
I mean this in a metaphorical sense
Don’t
get your panties in a bunch
I
need to act on a simple hunch
Take
a break for hand holding
Instead
of lunch
I
want to bunch
The
emotions steaming through my body
And
throw them at a Y chromosome
Like
punting a football
Hoping
that some teammate will catch it
Stare
into the darkness
And
confess
I
don’t want it lit
Graze
each summer day across
A
no longer stranger’s chest
Roll
around like a hound in a mess
And
adorn dirt like a dress
I
want to be wild
Because
I’m no longer a child
I’m
a pair of hands and feet and lips
Sewed
to a heart
And
I need something to start
Or
ignite
Because
there is nothing duller than the bonds of fright
Let’s
feel more than feelings
Let’s
go stealing hearts
And
throw them at walls like plates bound to be broken
Because
I have more to give than a token
I’m
standing here
Arms
out stretched
Rippling
in an ocean of hands
Splitting
me
Breaking
my rib cage
Because
beneath the veins and arteries
There’s
an organ
That’s
wants to be stopped
By
you
Because
I missed you
I
should’ve kissed you
Hard
On
the lips.
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