Your Love, It's Like

 

It's like drinking a soda for the first time

and the fizziness sort of tingles at your nose.

It surprises you, but it tickles and you giggle a little.

My favorite thing about soda is the fizziness.
It's like when you find that perfect dessert

that's just sweet enough and just savory enough,

and you don't want it to be gone so you take tiny bites.
You ration it out because you don't want it to be over.
It's like the perfect hair day. You have to get a picture

because hair days like this don't happen every day.
Hair like this could change the whole world.
So you hold your head up because you are beautiful.
It's like when you're jogging. It's hard but you're jogging.

You keep going because you have to, but then you hit that point

where your endorphins release in to your body.
You feel like you're floating on air.
It's like a wonderful dream where everything was perfect.
It's like watching the sunrise or listening to the ocean.
It's like cotton candy and bubble gum, if I liked bubble gum.
It's like a warm fuzzy blanket on a cold day.
It's like a cool breeze in the middle of summer.

It's addictive in all the best ways possible, and I never want it to end.

 

 

 

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a.griffiths57's picture

  A random but descriptive

 

 

A random but descriptive poem, I enjoyed reading. Your poem is a good write; never knew jogging and endorphines was such a rush of good things; but I don't jog, I'll take your word for it.


 

 

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