Poem: Head Over Heels

Nodding to people I am not listening
In front of her, I dream of her

Artwork by Serena Gomes

My bones start melting
My heart is water

The world shouldn’t suspect
So we act like we are strangers

Hide the tumultuous longing
Behind a made up, cautious laughter

Even the air that wafts by her
Makes me kneel at her altar

But then my crafted obliviousness
Her words sharpen but eyes soften

Nodding to people I am not listening
In front of her, I dream of her

This moment could reveal my devotion
As at her name I always falter

Oh! My delightful lightheadedness !
In the face of this threatening disaster

I am reciprocated with an i-know-it-all smile
With a fleeting impish glance aware of my surrender

My bones are melting
My heart is water

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