September 29, 2009

Excuse my curiosity

I could smell your skin

I can't control my grin

Sometimes it moves without

My knowledge like a

Wayward child or a

Kite caught in a cloud

My feet won't stop

Moving and forgetting to

Take me with and I

Fall, unnoticed by some

Held mockery by many

Please kick the ball my way

Include me, I feel insecure

In my regulation gym uniform

Faded from wear and worry

But yours drapes your frame

So delicately, I could

Scream from the beauty of it

Excuse my curiosity