Crow In Love
Stop! Stop the presses! Halt, please listen to me
I have an announcement! I think...I think I'm in love
If only there was a crowd to tell, a mountain to shout from
but all who can hear are invisible, imaginary
my guardian angel, a fleet of canaries
Dear angel, if you exist, contact the Big Guy upstairs and recite a long thank you letter from me
The night of mine from the day's past couldn't have ended much grander
It was the briefest of moments, a small component
an hour of my life I don't want back
please, oh please let the memory stay intact
for I awake a happy hero in a glorious dance of praise
in a rush to see the face I wish to confess every emotion
shower her with blankets and blankets of compliments I have no words to begin for she is beyond a being in mere human form
She is so much more I swear
I could compare her to the ocean for she makes me feel like, yes, she belongs to the world but I, only I have been given the confirmation to swim to her shores
instead of adrift at sea in her trickery amongst the misfits of her standards who bob for air as she drowns them in traps and games like they have a chance to win her heart
and yet in a night, in one night she has stolen mine
All it took was but an hour
but an hour and she didn't do much
I without a word for the most part
just stared into her eyes, my own little prize
but she had my soul in the palm of her hands
was that her goal?
My lungs made of coal were on fire as I struggled to breathe
she could tell I was nervous
full of butterflies on the inside
while I played the role of the weird guy
making faces and an utter fool of myself all to see, to hear her laugh
to hear a symphony of bells as she spoke
to hear the calm as she laughs
a laugh so inviting, so conniving
Mischievous, yes she is beyond strong vibrant eyes
but I couldn't care...am I alive?
I feel like I'm full of helium, lifting off the ground
floating till I touch the sky
Is she heaven, can heaven really be one person?
can heaven live in one person?
I can't think, she melted my brain
I'm freaking out, the anxiety is kicking in
an hour wasn't enough for me
I wanted more time, I wanted 5 more minutes
just 5 more minutes or maybe one more hour
I have no one to tell this to, even if I did would they believe me?
The adult budding inside of me, maturity
sides with the adults probably reading this right now
'You don't know what love is, you're much too young
15, you're a teenager, you're driven by lust
it is a must you don't trust the impulses you imagine thus'
You don't understand, this isn't lust
She turns my heart to dust
with one stare and a smile, she controls my footsteps to follow her nearly anywhere
to drop what I'm doing even if it's only to say one thing
to stare off into space and wonder what she's doing to
Copyright © Andrus Cassian | Year Posted 2017
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