Make Room for Poetry

by Anj CP | Love Poems and Other Mushy Stuff


in love


I feel a tickle down my spine

Each time

I catch you looking at me

As if I were someone interesting

It gets me thinking

If there’s more to me

Than what I see

I feel a bit feverish, I must admit

When your touch lingers a bit longer

Than what is proper

As if I were a sexy nymph

Is that what you think?

I giggle like I’m bubbly champagne

When your attention never wanes

Or waivers when I speak

Like you can’t keep

Your hands away

Like you’ll stay

By my side for always


© 2016 Anj CP

Not Again

Cottony balls of fluff now fill my brain

There’s a rainbow after every shower of rain

I hear a string quartet through a blare of horns

All I see is a rose amidst a bush of thorns

A burst of flavor in every burger bite

In a tunnel of darkness, a pin of light

A warm cup of coffee, the cooing of a dove

Oh my, not again, I think that I’m in love!

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