My First Crush, Like a Wind
"The wind is the pounding of my heart."
By Constance La France
In the crowd I saw someone
Quite handsome, all in a haze, so filmy
Nothing did I see clearly
But a pair of love lit eyes riveted on me
My heart began pumping fast and beating
As a soft wind fleeing past me
Did my face grow pale?
Or got colored by a blush?
I lowered my eyes and looked away…..
But I saw him advancing
Coming straight to me
My heart began to race,
Like a wind gaining force
My breath got hitched.
My lips went dry and parched.
I didn’t hear what he asked.
Words got stuck in my throat!
As by a whirl wind twirling around me,
Felling trees and snapping power lines,
My words flew away and I lost all connections…..
Unable to move or utter a word!
Felt butterflies in my stomach.
A tremor took over my hands and legs,
Like a tornado shaking me from foot to crown.
Beads of sweat appeared on my brow.
My mind went blank.
Forgot where I was, got frozen in time.
All I could hear was the pounding of my heart,
Like the whooshing of a storm in mad fury
August.5.2022
Let Your Muse be Inspired- R form Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Constance La France
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