ODE TO A JAYWALKER
Jul 29, 2017 · 1 min read

You jaywalked into my life,
at first causing barely a ripple
in my womb-like pond
but quickly became a Tsunami.
.
I was left poetry-less,
not robbed of my voice,
just having to change it
to encompass the breadth of you.
.
You take my breath away
with a smile,
a teasing joke,
when you finger your earrings.
.
If there ever comes a day
when I do not tell you I love you,
it will be because the world stood still.
I’ll still be flirting with you at the end of time.
