Miss Lang Lee'av

To choose from
there were many
among them
there were some
and of those I loved you
more than any
but not as much as one.

I count his breaths
in my hours unslept
against the hours of him
that I have left
with him lying there,
with him unaware,
I’m out of my depth.

The voices that warn me
    I shouldn’t
    I mustn’t
    I couldn’t
    buy it,
    have strangely grown
    very quiet.

She does not know
    what turns her knees to jello,
    if it is your smile
    or the dimples that follow.

To love him
    is something
    I hold
    highly suspicious.

Like having something
    so very delicious,
    then being told
    to do the dishes!

I have not felt
    this way in ages
    like a smile
    can be so contagious
    and I’m reading my lines
    as fast as I can,
    so I can turn the pages.

I sigh and sigh
    when I think and think   
    you could be mine,   
    I can hardly   
    believe my eyes   
    and that is why   
    they blink and blink.

I have a friend
    on whom I depend,
    to talk me into
    doing things.

And then,
    talk me out
    of doing them
    again.

His name I find
    myself uttering,
    in my mind
    thoughts of him
    are cluttering,
    and butterflies
    are fluttering.

He makes me turn,
    he makes me toss.
His words mean mine
    are at a loss.
He makes me blush!
He makes me want
    to brush and floss.