What If I Don't Take You THAT Seriously?

What if I told you

that you were more than a page in my notebook?

What if you were a whole chapter and seven poems?

Would that be too much for you?

 

What if I told you

that I like you more than I thought I should,

(you laughed hard when I said that)...

if I was smarter about things like maybe-love.

What if because you know how smart I truly am

you know that - I just can't help myself!

 

What if I told you

that when we are together

it just makes me

mostly happy,

always playful, rather friskey...

sometimes feel way younger than I am and

never like it is the wrong thing to be doing.

I don't need to know why - it might be chemical.

 

 

I don't want to say for how long -

 

 

a day at a time, a time at a time or

 

how about today and next week?

 

 

 

1/13/08

kath nehls

 

 

 

© 2008 SPINNING ON that dizzy edge

Reviews

[Jacqueline]

(Smiles knowingly) What a way to keep someone on their toes! :) I could imagine you in class at middle school being handed a "Do you like me? Check Yes or No" note and scribbling in "Maybe" Lol! Is this a warning for those who try to tie you down too quick? This is a good read.

[SM Davis]

Kath, i could have sworn I reviewed this yesterday. So sorry!!! Loved the last two lines of this. Well, loved the whole thing actually. Can't tell you how many times these same thoughts have crossed my mind. What ifs...and how to's....and oh my's....and thank you's...and ... well you get the idea.

Wonderful! congrats on the beginning of something hopeful.... 100 daisies for you. (Jet Lag's term I just borrowed it)

[Ken Simm.]

Excellent write Kath. Whimsical and full of fun. But be careful of Lol. Ken

[Murphy]

I love this... very transparent and playful. Your first couple of questions are very inviting and catch the readers attention with finesse... then you open up to the beautiful world of what if's, maintaining this theme consistently, but also leaving the reader with the impression that you are teetering on the edge, trying to convince yourself... almost like you're exploring, but wishing to be explored yourself. does that make sense? I like the last four lines.. the crux of the whole poem... the terms and conditions clearly spelled out:
"I dont need to know why" and "don't want to say for how long"...
"a day at a time, a time at a time or how about today and next week?"... this is kinda cute and playful.