Kind Sir

I try to act more ladylike, but my heart jumps before my mind has time to think. And then I realize the mistake I've made. I blush at my childishness.

I am enchanted by your firm movements

Your gentlemen hand holds the back of my waist

Your other kind wholehearted hand is open

Waiting for mine to rest upon it

You treat me so kindly

Is it because I am so childish?

Am I an immature kid to you?

I'm an adult now and 

I dare glare at the elegant ladies 

with long legs and beautiful curves

They are so presentable

How do I put myself together,

When I run forward like my three year old cousin

For excitement?

Will I forever be a little lady to you?

Oh, how I wish to be presentable

A lady in her dress, a gorgeous handbag

High heels and curled hair

But here I present myself 

With shorts and a long t-shirt

a tiny backpack and messy waves

I can not deny

My heart is so childish

Because it selfishly desires all of yours

You're presence is so warm

It reminds me of nostalgic piano music

Your tall figure protects fairy tales

Your deep voice protects me from the thunder of a storm

Your love is the scent of spring

That comes overwhelming me with new beginnings

May I never come out of this spell

You kiss my eyelashes,

my forehead,

my cheeks

And I fall asleep.

Reviews

[JMaster1]

I think that we all stay childish inside , I love your Poem