Gulp
Gulp!
I wonder aloud where others can’t listen,
so I can keep my thoughts in a row
About a girl, up on the fourth floor,
a heaven sent beauty that I’d like to know
Merely a daydream, for I am nobody,
least not the kind that she’d ever see
Sort of a nerd, not very handsome,
down in the mailroom, just plain old me
But I can’t help it, I find her amazing,
hair chocolate brown, lips rosy pink
And when she smiles my heart goes a flutter,
I start feeling faint or close to the brink
I’m just afraid if she says something to me,
gives me a nod, knows I am there
I’d merely mumble, do something stupid,
frozen in fear, stand there and stare
Probably shiver, break out in a sweat,
act like a dork, well that’s nothing new
She is an angel and I am a loser,
so I shouldn’t worry, that won’t come true
Time to get busy, the minutes are passing,
I’m on a schedule and I better start
I straighten my tie, my pocket protector,
sort through the mail and load up my cart
Start my deliveries, I do them in order
The closer I get, more nervous I feel
I try to be cool but that isn’t working,
my pulse it is racing, that I can’t conceal
I’m almost finished, just hers are remaining
Her office is next, I step in real slow
Set down the letters don’t want to disturb her,
when she looks up and then says “hello…”
Gulp!
For the Fear Poetry Contest
Sponsored by The Seeker
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017
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