If I meet you suddenly, I can't speak.
The sky is a lilac blanket.
Swathed in the mania of the day’s passing,
My foot flutters like the wings
Of a flustered hummingbird.
I do not notice his entering.
You’re fidgety interrupts
My thoughts. His gravelly voice
Compels my heart to beat
So intensely that I’m unsure
I remember how to breathe.
Has he seen?
Does he know what it is I’ve written?
I leave you this as my last post for a week. I'll be without phone/internet for the next week. I hope you like it. It is going to be the piece I submit for Shadows. <3 PM [they didn't like it. try again next semester?]