Victoria Slyderink

Love Lump - Poem by Victoria Slyderink

The sun had dreams of my hair shimmering in its light, and on the morning of my first date with him, this dream was for the sun and it was wide awake this mornings night.

Asleep it was until i walked out my door, and it caught its reflection right off the face it adores, smiling so bright it takes me to the cafe bringing my mind to this morning night.

As the sun lay awake and it shone down upon me i wondered how it dreamt when it was not asleep, how did it see this daydream and why was it because of me.

Id arrived just about the same time as you did, we shared a cute moment where it felt like the suns adore had spread through my midrift, straight from my heart through to this day i was wide awake.

You ordered some coffee i ordered a tea, we sat and laughed and smilled and both the sun and i enjoyed your company. This went on till mid morning and i remember quite famously you gave my heart flutters and it was a little love lump so it seems.

It started a little bit lower then my heart it started close to my lung which was full of loves laugh, id have giggled so many times id almost lost track, then the love lump climbed up my back.

It twisted and it twirlled right up my spine, leaving a trail of goosebumps closely behind. I was feeling all warm and fussy, and the sun was on our brows, it blinded me for a moment and when my sight came back, it was your face and this love lump had settled right on my heart. It was you and the sun who had me right from the start.

It was amazing to watch it grow but it was from afar, just like the other love of my life the sun and its heart. Id try to get closer to what i saw as beautiful but much like the sun id have been safer off from afar.

So the goosebumps you gave me were a early sign of the heat and the passion that had been hidden beneath. It seem like a sign of the future we could have but id been blinded by the suns love and the warmth it transpired, for your heart was not a great ball of fire. Its flame was not rekindled by my fire so id have moved on, and this is what i desire my love lung was no longer yours to hire.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 13, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, June 13, 2011

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