old poem (embarassingly cliche)

we lost our footing

but no one fell

this balancing act is tiresome

if i walk away will you fall

if i let go of your arm

will you fall

will you fall in love

because thats what ive been wanting

waiting craving

foolishly

im not a fool

im taking off this silly hat

under a clear cold night

half naked in a chill

i tripped into you

we kissed and more

and i knew then what i know now

that things would never be the same.

~ by caralisapowers on January 21, 2005.