Friday, February 10, 2012
Weakness
Help me God.
Words divinely chosen
Thoughts frozen in future time
when we are both butterflies & you are mine.
Emotions high with anticipation
of this new dynamic.
Old chemistry with a new reaction
Hope they don't see.
I'll keep my eye-talk jumbled
so that they're hard to read.
But please believe they're
writing poetry for you.
Seems to be all i can do
truthfully.
Avoiding getting on my prayer knees.
Expelling thoughts of clarity & peace
cuz that adrenaline rush is what I seek
And the top
Yeah the top is where my weakness peaks.
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