maybe i'm in a bookstore
browsing some young
adult novels and i notice
someone's p r e s e n c e
joining me in the isle but
i don't bother to look u p.
i'm reading the back of a
book with a pretty cover.
s l o w l y, the presence
comescloseruntil i hear a
voice say, "try it."
and i look up to find the
voice belongs to a boy
with big brown eyes and
a head of tou sl ed dark
hair (my own personal
definition of gorgeous)
i ask, "should i?" and
he g i v e s an approving
nod and says, "it's my
favoritebookontheplanet."
and i say, "it's a
b i g planet."
and he says, "it's a good
book." and i believe him.
soon, i'm walking round
withhim andhe's
showing me some of his
other favorite books.
and i'm l i s t e n i n g
and he'saskingme about
my favorite books and
he's l i s t e n ing.
it's one of those few
beautiful times where
the world mightnoteven
exist outside of this
moment and
you'renotsureyouwould
entirely care if it did.
and maybe it's love.
Aug 9, 2014
Aug 9, 2014 at 4:16 PM UTC
maybe i'm in a bookstore
browsing some young
adult novels and i notice
someone's p r e s e n c e
joining me in the isle but
i don't bother to look u p.
i'm reading the back of a
book with a pretty cover.
s l o w l y, the presence
comescloseruntil i hear a
voice say, "try it."
and i look up to find the
voice belongs to a boy
with big brown eyes and
a head of tou sl ed dark
hair (my own personal
definition of gorgeous)
i ask, "should i?" and
he g i v e s an approving
nod and says, "it's my
favoritebookontheplanet."
and i say, "it's a
b i g planet."
and he says, "it's a good
book." and i believe him.
soon, i'm walking round
withhim andhe's
showing me some of his
other favorite books.
and i'm l i s t e n i n g
and he'saskingme about
my favorite books and
he's l i s t e n ing.
it's one of those few
beautiful times where
the world mightnoteven
exist outside of this
moment and
you'renotsureyouwould
entirely care if it did.
and maybe it's love.
i wanted to try putting shape to my poem.
technique inspired by hellopoetry user megan grace
