The Face In The Trees

November 17, 2008
By Emily Shalbrack, Fountain Hills, AZ

Whenever I see you, my heart skips a beat.

Whenever I see you, I feel like a sumo wrestler, having a feast.

Whenever I touch you, you put me under a spell.

Whenever I touch you, you drag me out of my shell.

Whenever I hear you, time freezes, and its just you, just me.

Whenever I hear you, I hear home, I hear a sense of security.

Whenever time goes by, I feel your thoughts over my own.

your presence, a memory,

a smile, all alone.

I look to you, your all I need.

just let me stand up on my tippy-toes,
kiss the face in the trees.

The author's comments:
A first happy poem I've written in a long time.

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