Mine, Yours, And Ours

• Danielle Fischer, Grade 12
• Poetry
• 2014

My heart: quaking
My hands: shaking
My fingers: twirling
My mind: whirling
My lips: kissing
It is blue eyes I am missing.
Your eyes = blue sky
Your lips = an erotic high
Your hands = steady
Your body = ready
Your heart = red
Cannot get you out of my head.
Our heart: thumping
Our heart: pumping
Our heart: alive
Our heart: will survive
Our heart: torn
Our heart: a rain storm
Our heart: a guitar strum
Or beats on a drum