Saturday, 17 April 2010

You

You sit there,
Your coat hanging loosely over your petit frame,
Your smile rival to that of an angel,
                                            And you look at me.
I stop,
I think back to what I have done today,
Trying to find reason for your attention,
My heart beat quickens,
Your smile widens and I realise,
You’re just happy to see me.

My breath catches in my throat,
I can feel my face turning a bright crimson,
I rush to the bathroom to calm myself.
Sure enough, my face is red,
But I don’t care, your still there when I come back,
My blush returns,
And I catch you looking at me.

I look away,
I can feel your striking eyes on my back,
You’re watching me move closer to you,
I sit on the chair one space away from yours,
I can feel the air shift to accommodate the self consciousness I feel,
You smile again and I have to close my eyes a second,
To compose myself: To smile back.

I feel my body warm as the blood flows around my veins,
Faster and faster like the African drumming of an enthusiastic boy,
You move in your seat,
A subconscious act that brings your perfect body closer to me,
My chest restricts,
I begin to smell the aroma of testosterone in the air,
My lungs grudgingly provide vast amounts of oxygen,
And I smile a slow,
Hopefully, warm smile in your direction.

You’re talking to another person now,
Whilst you face them I study you profile.
You’re skinny, a thin whisp of beauty,
Your skin is a pale colour, you lips defined,
But it’s your eyes that captivate me.

The depth, the raw emotion that radiates from them,
I can see the future I have only dreamed of,
Hidden behind the pain of scorn,
The determination to prove yourself,
Beneath the intense fear of rejection.
I see the love which you hold for me.

My head spins,
I grasp, to some degree,
The extent of my emotions,
You’re aware of my eyes on you now,
You turn you face towards mine,
And before I can look away,
You look me in the eye and I’m stuck.

All too soon it’s time to leave,
My heart sinks at the thought of saying goodbye,
I reach out and hug you,
An electric shock shoots through my body as we touch,
Resisting every urge to kiss you,
I want to stay here holding you,
I promise to speak to you soon,
But as I sullenly leave,
My heart is still with you.

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