My Love

My Love

A Poem by DarkAspen

          There is something in this world I love.

           It's a Thrill. The thrill to be in the air.

           This thrill rarely comes true, but when it does,

           I enjoy what time I have to enjoy the thrill.

           I encounter this thrill during the summer.

           I am in the air and I can see the world.

           I am up high with the wind rushing in

           my face at a high speed. What is this thrill?

           Is it adrenaline? Or the rush of blood to my head?

           Maybe the thrill of the scream in my voice?

           I am talking about a Rollercoaster.

           The thrill is all of these things, the blood,

           the adrenine, and even the scream that comes

            out of my mouth because of teh pure joy I am feeling.

           When I am in that seat, buckled down so i don't die,

           I can feel the energy of the ride passing through the seat

           to me. At the end I don't want to get off, but I have to.

           So I go and find another ride to thrill me. To suprise me.

           And even give me the happiness of being able to see from above,

           Maybe that is what I like the most about this thrill.

© 2011 DarkAspen

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you're right, love must be like a thrill.. !! Nice write..!!

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