Dreaming of You

Dreaming of You

i trip,
i stutter, whenever you turn your head and smile.
i watch
the way
the light touches your cheek.
i blush and blame
it on the heat.
i know
you are not
for me—i am young, foolish, and sometimes weak.

you rise like a phoenix, astounding those around you.

the anticipation has me sick.

nausea strikes me like lightening.
the growling thunder of doubt overcomes me

until all i can do is
stay up all night and dream of you.

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