88 Emotions Poem by Morgane A Heyne

88 emotions are fighting in my head.
Some of Fear, some of Distress,
Some of Joy and Happiness
But of all these foes and friends,
There is only one I dread.

It brings about Frustration,
And sometimes Desperation.
Anger and Annoyance
Are always in abundance,
Although it very rarely
Comes to sheer Abhorrence.

You scream, you cry;
You stomp your feet.
You hit the walls until they creak.
You wish the sky on him could fall,
But float on like a cannonball.

'Cause you know Love - for Love it is -
Makes also wondrous promises.
From Lust and Thrill, my dear i will
Show you everything there is.

Acceptance and Elation,
Condidence and Trust;
Humilty and Ecstacy,
Are why you make me Happy.

There are three words i wish to say,
The very same I never will;
But when you walked into my life
I developed a new skill.

The one to Care and to Confide
In someone else than Him above
That's all the good that it has done,
This little thing called Love.
Morgane Heyne