Mistletoe,
Don't Ye know?
I wish I could be brave enough
To stand under your leaves and show
The whole world
My heart is beating again
And that the feelings for the original subject of my poetry
Never truly ended.
Instead I'm a coward,
I worry he might just know
So I try my very hardest not to show.
Keeping more secrets
Yet all the same
Telling him everything else
And eating candy canes.
Growing closer by the minute
Listen to the sound
Of my heartbeat as it drops to the ground
Like the bass in a dub step song
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Pounding like drums in a March to the sea
And my passionate emotion burning like the fire in its path south.
He may be with someone
But fate will play out how it's meant to play out.
I am filled with joy
To just admire from a distance.
But until fate plays out entirely,
I'll be wishing to be under the mistletoe
To let his lips inspire the life in mine.