Take It Away
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Alexandra Aldridge, Grade 12
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Poetry
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2010
His eyes burn chocolate and large into mine.
The feeling of burning penetrating through my mind.
And my face turns red and my knees go weak.
Choking and tripping as I hear the words he speaks.
While I find some peace in my sheltered haven,
where I'm isolated from his company,
I'm still trapped in dreams of his free open arms,
where I can sleep and smile with no emotional harm.
But if this beating heart could control the feelings in my body,
these butterflies would die and his face would leave my mind.
I'll fall behind, and comfort I find will be waiting for me inside.
The beauty of his disguise and attractive scent
could be sucking in everyone like an old uncontrolled vent.
But his bones and flesh make the biggest mess,
while his manipulative mind creates my heart the stress.
So if this beating heart could control the shivers in my spine,
I'd murder these butterflies and his image would slowly fade and die.
I'll jump in line and leave it to time, so maybe we could just be friends.