Restless, empty
I keep moving, keep talking
So my feelings don't catch up with me.
Soothing strains of Celine Dion contrast
With spicy Thai curry,
I can't describe the chaos in my heart.
I love you.
I love you more than anyone before.
I fell for you
Heart first, flat on my face
I rein my wild horses in.
Better to bide my time until, and if, I'm surer of my footing.
I slipped and felt too many times before
To risk tripping again
But feelings still threaten to take the bridle bit and run.
And by the end of the night,
I have an overwhelming urge to put my arms around you
And kiss you until my senses stop spinning.
(6-2-2005)
(rev. 12-6-2008)
Sunday, March 15, 2009
THAI CURRY
Posted by Megan Milligan at 9:46 AM
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