Chelsea Williamson Poet Free verse

Summer Love

I’m a lovesick puppy dog.
Torn between “wet behind the ears” and growing into maturity.

Much like the process of drying fruit, if done properly, it gives the substance more flavor.
If
Done
Properly

And it begs many questions,
Makes me open my eyes and look into the less obvious.

I’m not at all surprised by the loss of my breath,
Not from anticipation, but from the catch in my chest.

It says, “You’re caught.” 
It says, “Sit tight.”

I choose to find beauty in the unknown and uncertain.
And I have a feeling that what’s going to happen.. is just starting to begin.

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Annie Lander May 16, 2025 at 8:33 AM What inspires this piece? words to think about interesting piece Chelsea Williamson May 16, 2025 at 8:38 AM The delayed pursuit of an airy love that vibrates in my chest for a man that I cannot be with, yet. To keep dignity, respect, and righteousness in my faith, there must be a season of waiting.