Infatuation

Infatuation

A Poem by Veronica Franco

 

Infatuation Mounts, You love me not
Sometimes Sweet, Sometimes Creepy
I am beginning to look forward to a new email
What will he say today?
 
Oh how Fan-tablous, I am
At least that is how they read.
I cannot move mountains
Nor can I cure Cancer.
 
Wonderment of why you desire me so,
No knowledge of my past,
Angel’s do walk the earth,
Un-doubt ably they are not me.
 
Patience is a virtue, they say
Unsure if I can sub-side to my mind
Please don’t place me on this pedestal, so high
Bad balance I have, might hurt myself on the way down.

© 2008 Veronica Franco


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I liked the way you worded everything.

Posted 15 Years Ago


XD Wow. How true. I wonder some of the same things when people like me. I always tell my boyfriend he's crazy. lol
Great poem though! I enjoyed it!

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on December 18, 2008
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