waves

liking people comes in waves

 

i knew i liked you

not when you smiled at me

for the first time;

when i was frantic and distracted

and you turned to me

your face lighting up for a smile

as though this wasn't

the first time we've talked

and it wouldn't be the last

 

and when you called my name

for the first time, i understood

how the heavens could open

the trumpets could sing

the room could brighten

with a simple smile,

a couple of jokes

 

i didn't know it then

but i couldn't answer

because all i could remember

was you calling my name

 

 

and if liking people comes in waves,

they've come for me�"

over and over

when you tell me a secret

when you lean over for a joke

when you laugh

smile

frown

get defiant

with flames burning in your eyes

fight evident in your body

�"the waves,

they wash over me

and i'm not afraid

to be swallowed in