To see you gives my world a start-
An arrhythmia for my poor heart!
The adrenaline rush to my vena cava
...
At your mercy here I be,
Methinks thee has a curse to bestow.
Perchance love's ghostly torment
Chooseth me as a discontented lover.
...
Currently an eighth grade student at Cairo-Durham Middle School, Cairo, New York)
Valentine Ode
To see you gives my world a start-
An arrhythmia for my poor heart!
The adrenaline rush to my vena cava
Makes you more stimulating than a pot of java!
I'm flustered. I shake. I think I am
Scheduling myself for a cardiogram.
Both reason and emotion are in a constant tussle
The strain's too much for this heart muscle.
And perhaps you'll think I am quite insane
But, I hope I have not loved in 'vein'.