Infatuated

Infatuated

 

What happened last night

I must have been moonstruck

I felt so giddy

My head was dizzy

Was it just good luck?

 

I met you for the first time

And something just clicked

I released my fears

And shed no tears

It was as if you were handpicked

 

My excitement I could barely contain

I wanted to broadcast from rooftops

To the entire population

But out came only a murmuration

I might be just a little insane

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

Word Prompts:

Moonstruck

Broadcast

Shed

Population

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  8 comments for “Infatuated

  1. November 21, 2018 at 10:47 am

    When doubt comes in…why do we do that to our self. Good post Christine.

  2. Christine Bolton
    November 21, 2018 at 11:21 am

    Thank you Hélène 🙂

  3. November 21, 2018 at 11:42 am

    Love your poem.

    • Christine Bolton
      November 21, 2018 at 1:15 pm

      Thank you Sadje 💕

      • November 21, 2018 at 1:49 pm

        My pleasure

  4. November 21, 2018 at 7:51 pm

    this made me think of walking into a favourite cake shop and that one slice calling out to me.

    • Christine Bolton
      November 22, 2018 at 12:59 am

      Lol! Yes I can see that 🙂

  5. November 22, 2018 at 1:59 pm

    Sigh! How well you have described it.

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