I’m not blaming you
for my eyes
seeing hearts
and my
temperature
off the charts
or for my muddled
mind
to which I have
resigned
and you’re not
at fault
for my tripping
feet or my sudden
desire to sing
at the top
of my lungs
for all to hear
without a drop
of fear
Then who’s
to blame
if not you
or me?
This is
unacceptable
for my
dignity!
Lauren Scott © 2015
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Just yesterday
I went for a walk
by myself
but I wasn’t lonely
until I slipped and fell
into a puddle of
infatuation
There was no one to catch me
Once I gained my composure
I was only sure of confusion
and I wondered how
my clothes would dry
Puddles were in abundance
He is only being himself,
I silently conjectured
The air was cold
The wind insistent
I felt myself trembling
with only the truth
to blame
Lauren Scott © 2015
This obsessing has me fatigued
admittedly, you have me intrigued
For everywhere I look
you’re like a good book
I can’t seem to shake you
or bid you adieu
You live in my dreams
so real they seem
Invading my personal space
I need a hiding place
Your lips, your eyes
to be spellbound would be unwise
But, oh, how you make me feel
it’s positively surreal
I can’t commit to a declaration
of whether this is love or infatuation
although, I must concede to my desires
and the lighting of our fires
I’ve been arrested by your charms
as you hold me in your arms
My self control is missing
So sentence me to “kissing”
Lauren Scott © 2014
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Baydreamer ~ Lauren Scott 