Xanadu
 

As I get to know you, your habits and interests, I can’t help but

I am sneakered by you. Each idea I run with, like a runner sprinting on a track.

The gravel crackled under my tires as I crept of the driveway that was so tight

It’s in my interest to become a hopeless romantic, but hopelessness was never an acquaintance.

Just a normal day in physics. Accelerating faster to catch up on notes I have not copied down yet. Struggling like every other day.

You’re gemming to me. That sacred smile of Sapphire and Sphene shines brilliantly, illuminating my tenebrous heart.

It was a Tuesday and I sat in the back row of Calculus staring at the projected screen. My teacher talks of numbers and square roots...

Calculus, so boring. Numbers and limits fly across the board, and for a second I gaze out the window.

I lived to blanket you, to hold you tight after a long, hard day knowing that was my job-

It was spilled water smoothly seeping into the unclean floor.