Miss Abagail Mannering
Feelings (written in DEc. '97)
As the sun rises,
and spreads it's pink and yellow rays
over the world like the
spreading petals of a blooming rose....
The warmth spreads
from my cheaks, across my face
down into my heart,
and coursing through me like fire....
I shiver, neither cold, nor calm,
uncertain, yet attentive...
unsure of how I truly feel,
and of how you feel..
A bit afraid of what may come about,
curious to what the future may hold...
do I love you,
do I not?
Quite frankly, I don't know.
written for an ex of mine when we first started courting..
"Some people aren't worth a puddle of ant pee in the middle of a dessert when it's 100 degrees in the shade." -me
[This message has been edited by Miss Abagail Mannering (edited 11-22-1999).]