Sunday, March 13, 2011

Pepto-Bismol

I didn't know how nervous I would get
Just thinking of you coming over here.
You shouldn't think that means that I'm upset;
I'm just so happy I will have you near.
And yet my stomach threatens to uprear,
Letting its contents out upon the floor;
I do not think of this as doubt or fear,
But rather the result when hopes outpour
And overwhelm the body. On that score,
I am most clearly guilty, for I know
My hopes leap in me and desire more
Than I can hold within. So when I go
Trembling to the door, it's just shows how
Much I am happy to let you in now.

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