Down Down Down: Poetry Series
Down down down
Distraction. Sweet, innocent, lovable distraction.
Your eyes, so deep, so dark distraction.
When we talk, I fall down the rabbit hole
every time you look at me that way.
I think of your eyes,
I want to linger, I want to fall.
I want to fall,
And look up at you from the ground
when you reach for my hand
and help me to my feet.
It’s like an addiction,
Can’s stop feeling, Can’t stop wondering
what it would be like to taste your kiss,
to stay in an unending embrace
that lasts for a single minute.
It’s times like this when the flowers
talk to me and sing songs.
Beautiful songs about love, songs about
you. A song
that resonates in my soul.
You are my song... the music of my life.
You make me want to sing your name
at the top of my lungs, out to the world,
and show how happy you make me.
And yet, I’m distracted.
into your eyes,
the rabbit hole once more,
and hoping, praying,
that I can do it again & again
for the rest of my life.