Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Wallflower Power

Take me as I am, please

No. Please is too understanding

Take me as I am!

Wait. Maybe that's too demanding?

I don't think we understand each other

Maybe we're over analyzing

It's just that when I look into your eyes I stop

They're hypnotizing

Stop. No. Rewind please!

But I can't, the words are out

Could you give me a backspace button for conversation

That would relieve some doubt

I want you

Argh! Too lustful!

I need you!

ACK! Too needy!

Let's just say the world's a candy jar

And for your jolly rancher I'm greedy?

No? Not subtle? Too subtle? Argh!

Why is it so complicated to speak to you!?!

I'm like a 3 year old whose trying to make a picture out of glitter and glue

And the supplies just keep sticking!

Do you understand what I mean?

I see the perplexed look on your face and...

**** it, woman, you're pretty

Ack! Rewind rewind rewind!

Stupid stupid stupid!

The only way to catch an arrow is to say you DON'T want Cupid

So I don't want you....yes I do.

No I don't!

But I do!

No I don't!

Yes I do!

NO! I! DON'T!

Look at her!!!

....okay, I do.

But you wouldn't give me a second thought if I told that to you

I mean let's face it, you're so out of my league that we're not even in the same sport

I'm playing with the tiny tikes and you're in the pro team's court

But I would be a fool if this wall was all I feel on my fingers

And as perverted as that sounds I let the joke just linger

Because you're beautiful and I'm me

And who am I to attain a girl like you

The boy whose glasses fall down his nose and is missing one or two screws

I just want a dance... and a kiss.... okay, just a dance

No, what I want from you is the guarantee of a second, maybe third glance

To see you in the hallways tomorrow and know I make you smile

To know that you affirm we danced and liked it all the while

I want to be more than wallflower material and I want the prime

So with shaky legs, a corny disco ball, and a bad song, I stand and I greet you

And ask could this dance be mine....?

 

Your move. Gulp.

Request permission to use this poem
Written by
nik-bland
30 / M / American
Published
Oct 24, 2012
Lines·Words
52·403
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell nik-bland how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write