signed, electric juliet

Oct. 10, 11

romeo, i understand
for on first glance, i was struck
and you were striking
and if asked to describe you then
i think even a feeble tongue
would be able to grasp what i saw
and on that second chance i was
carried a bit more away
from the words that slid out
refreshing, sweet, with a bite
that stung later, left a mark
and feeble tongues might fail
but yours did not
i could describe the way you smiled
feigning sheepish until you saw
that i was hooked on every tale
reeled in, hooks pierced and held
on the skin you'd already softened
with that first touch
and your words moved from sweet
to juicy and dripping from the lips
a feeble tongue would fail undoubtedly
with you there was no doubt
and soon it seized me like a shock
and i was fallen, grasped
february is a cold month for balconies
but the shiver was different
electric
pulsing
beyond those feeble tongues
beyond those burn out eels
i was electrified
and the strongest tongue cannot describe
what i see when i look at you now