Fundamentals of Loving

by Alexis Marie

My mind whispers
to say the things my heart can’t speak.
My eyes are trying to tell
the things my mind doesn’t know.

Eye contact,
stomach fluttering;
Drunk and high
and terrified
of all the feelings.

Afraid of heart ache.
Afraid of love.
Not afraid of your smile.

I raise my hand to you,
bring it to caress your cheek.
My eyes are locked on yours,
my mind is whispering.

My mouth opens to speak.

(C)Marie Meyers, 2013