Untitled Poem by Terri Chouinardcooke

I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SAY
WHAT I WANT TO SAY
AND I'M NOT SURE I EVEN'
EXCEPT ANYTHING
BUT I WOULD LOVE TO CURL UP NEXT TO YOU
BY A FIRE
OR PULL YOUR WORDS OFF THE PAGE
AND WRAP THEM AROUND ME
I WANT TO KNOW YOU MIND
ISN'T THAT ODD?
I'M NOT SURE I EVER THOUGHT
THAT WAY OR FELT THAT WAY
IT'S LIKE BUTTERFLIES IN MY STOMACH
KIND OF INNOCENTLY
AND I'M NOT SURE WHAT'S NEXT
OR WHAT I'LL FEEL TOMORROW
BUT FOR NOW
I JUST WANT TO WRAP MYSELF IN YOUR WORDS.