some stuff, maybe

I goofed up and forgot to write last week because my (which is my usual writing day) was filled with assignments and friends.
So I'm taking this week instead, and I thought I'd write some 'poetry' because I felt like it.

I fell in love with words,
kind and charming words,
I feel them smile at me,
the fell soft and warm into my heart,
and I slowly fell in love with the words.

I stayed as words became promises,
hanging on to every promise,
the fill me with love and hope,
the daily reminder of why I fell in love.
I stayed for the promises,

It all turned into waiting,
the pain and loneliness of waiting,
every day that passes is one day till you're here again,
you're all I think about when I'm waiting,
separate but together in our waiting.

I've waited patiently for your touch,
the warm feeling of your touch,
the careful hand on my face,
the gentleness of your lips on mine,
I feel everything in me burn as we touch.

That's when I knew this is love,
when you held me it was all love,
the warm sticky, fuzzy feeling in me,
the pain when you walk away with a promise of "see you soon..."
I know when you give me the important words, that this is love.


Yep, that's it, I'm made of cheese and ooey-gooey emotional stuff