Monday, February 28, 2005

Empty Shells

She holds me in check
What will I get?
No ideas of what to expect
Except those eyes, and that smile
That tears down my defenses
She doesn’t even know
How my insides curl
I’m tied in knots
I try to play it cool
Make her laugh
Give her subtle clues
So she laughs and I love hearing it
Clues, I give them
I’m so smitten
Trying to see inside
What is she really like?
So many sides
Does she have one for me?
I might like what I see
So, nervously, I proceed with caution
Most often though,
I’m lost in waves of emotion
Blinding exhaustion
Clouding my view
Treading this awesome ocean for you

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