Friday, December 13, 2019

December Prose

You are inviting thousands of butterflies heading towards my stomach.
That is how I feel everytime you look me in the eyes.
It is all too lovely.
And I found myself catching my breath.
But when you smile...
I know I'm almost dead.
And your presence gives me shiver.
Like autumn leaves in the chilling winter.
But it don't matter if it's December.
Because you keep me warm.
You set my heart on fire.
And when you go
You leave embers of your presence.
And I'll be looking forward til I see you again.
Watch you walk your way towards me
With wide smiles and deep eyes.
All perfect in my sight.
One simple touch
And everything stops.
I'm trying and trying
God knows I'm trying.
But I get weak each time.
So I fell.
Still falling.
Hoping to land in your heart.