My Poetry

Fools Fall

pitterpat droplets hit
the window, giving way to a flood.
emotions run high
first meeting anxiety,
will he still care for me?
rain is the tears of my life
and i wonder if i can trust enough
to fall again in love.
i hand my heart to him without fear,
from the dusty whatnot shelf
of my mind, wondering if
he alone can be its keeper.

-A.M. Kennedy-

Hope

Alive is my soul
and my heart skips a beat.
When you call, I grin like
the village idiot,
and the butterflies of Spring
nest in my stomach
as it somersaults.
I am Beautiful,
Secure,
Strong,
And ready
to go out on a limb
again and fall...
Will he catch me?

-A.M. Kennedy-

he loves me he loves me not
the cards are dealt, jokers wild
the magic 8 ball is vaguely aware of my insanity over him.

should i call? i talk to feel my lips flap against my gums and i wonder why my heart skips a beat at his very name, or why i feel the way i do when next to him. i get burned yet again by emotion so strong when, trying to learn so hard the poker face in this game of love i play and lose each time.

destined to be with one,
cursed with none
til death do us part a cruel and bitter joke
a fantasy like the man i seek to love only me.

closing my eyes to dream
my knight will take me away
my fantasy man i seek to find in every man i date

disillusioned i retire my dream and live in the present
finding flirts and teases and players of every sort.
good men fantasy creatures like unicorns, heard of in myth, rarely ever seen..

and so begins another Cinderella story neverending til he comes.

-A.M. Kennedy-

I miss him. Every breath, every memory I have screams his name.
Every particle of my being longs to be his...
If not forever, then now, To HELL with my heart.
To HELL with the hurt of love and loss.
Every moment too fleeting we share, marking my memory and heart forever.
You walk my dreams at night, the memory of that kiss haunts me and I find myself wanting more.
Security and comfort and the way my hand fits in yours so perfectly...
Oh the euphoria goes on, heart beats wild when you're near.
I can be me without fear, GOD help me,
I'm falling in love with you.
Too late to stop what you started when you first took notice of me.
I want so badly to be your everything.

-A.M. Kennedy-

hope is alive in my heart
as you cast a glance my way.
my lackluster dowdiness
gives way to Spring
and I feel alive deep in my soul.
And I wait to see how it all unfolds,
like a flower waiting to bloom, I wait.
I wait for some sign from you
and my heart beats wildly
in anticipation
wondering what it is you'll do.
you hold me captive
in a glance.
I sing, I fly
I dream, I fall -
every minute enjoying it all,
secretly glad you don't know
what you do to me.

-A.M. Kennedy-

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"Valentine"

Š2001 Beer Bytch Biz