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Why are you infusing my soul with poetry slowly, steadily. But this poetry is wild green, Not pink or purple like I'm used to. Like many metropolitan men, I wanted to kiss a small town girl. But now that I am, I don't feel so sure. Now I miss the suburban literary snob type of woman. Would I be like this if I grew up in isolation, reading literary works by myself? Perhaps then I could kiss a small town girl and be happy. I bang on the plexi-glass walls of my mind with my fists. If only these walls were real glass, I could break them. But I built them to keep out the rocks that the world threw at me, and now I can't break them. Still, I think I am falling in love with you. |
Copyright ©2013 Ashi Shadow - 7/1/13 on Allison, though the parts from "Now I miss" to "I can't break them" are on me, so it's a poem on both me and Allison.
Though we've never kissed, it's just a feeling.