This was like one of the first poems i wrote that i acctually took seriously. tell me wat you think??





They're there

I feel them

building and growing

wanting to be spoken

but waiting

for the right time

the right place

the right who



I practically taste them now

they're on the tip of my tounge

wanting to be spoken aloud

or shouted

or whispered

anything...just wanting to be said



But the was the wrong time

the wrong place

the wrong who



I feel them now

they're as touchable as can be

I taste them now

full-on

they're sweet



They aren't the only ones waiting

for the right time

or the right place or the right who

I'm waiting now too



Theses words make me dance

and sing loud

I'm waiting

they're waiting

all I need is for someone to want them

someone that wants them

never let them go

never abuse them

someone who wants them as badly as I do



But they're waiting

for the right time

the right place

the right who



I'm here

You're here

we both can feel them

we both can taste them

it's the right time

it's the right place

it's the right who



I love you...