Crush
Tracing back upon this line
my fingers itch the feel of time
and yet the stray throughout the curves
I can't forget the words you served
And yet I know it was so long
when we first touched and danced that song
my heart still feels it laced upon yours
like a ribbon in a child's hair; brightly colored, deeply fair
And till I know that I am through
of all these feeling I felt for you
I want to stay and keep and touch
to ask my heart: is this a crush?
Copyright © Jessica Arteaga | Year Posted 2010
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