Sunday, March 18, 2012

Feeling A Pull

I don't often write verse & when I do, it's more in the form of lyrics (since there are a few musical souls in this fam). Today, I saw a beautiful photo on G+ that reminded me of my (very) small town place of birth, my first 'boyfriend' and what might have happened. (I don't know whether to be happy or sad that It was only an almost-event.) Whatever. I wrote about it.

Small town downtown
Mine and your town

Big-eyed pretty boy
waiting for a girl like me

This girl good girl
I knew who you are

Touch hand kiss cheek
Love is to be we

Hold hands kiss peck
in daylight then dark

Good Ahhh! Sweet Ooo!
You I and we

More than romance
I are you are we three

Soft round and surprise
He are you are and me

Wow. I still don't know how this makes me feel.