Literature
A Textual Relationship
2/4/09
When Im with you I stutter,
Blank minded in your presence.
When I see you I stare,
Blank faced, open eyes following you across the room.
You have him, I have mine,
But we still look into each others eyes and see a fireworks show reflected.
I ask if I can call you,
You tell me to text you instead,
Thats what cell phones are used for, right?
We text about love, lust, hate, and drugs.
About ourselves, others, people we used to date.
What do you do
What would you do
If you could
How about you?
I make you excited,
Imagine this I implore of you,
Relaying my current state to yo