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Jan 2022
A bustling busy beach town, where all the ends meet,
That was where you met her, walking down the street.
Just here for a friend, that’s what she told you,
Her smile was going to say far more than she was first willing to.
All those pretty words, you so meticulously rehearsed,
Dried up in an instant, your flirt game died of thirst.
Her name was just a whisper, but it flooded your eardrums,
You drowned in a wave of nausea, swallowed your own tongue.
You never could admit, if you fell at the first sight,
Or if that wave of attraction, rose and crashed down like a tide.
All your voices of reason, found themselves lost at sea,
A boundless sweeping ocean, there’s so many possibilities.
But before you go and panic, just realize what you found,
She’ll teach you how to swim, and you’ll never miss the ground.
Written by
Derick Stark  20/M/California
(20/M/California)   
86
   Healer
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