LifetimeWriting

A Lifetime Writing
Love is a poem I'll spend a lifetime writing
And in lifetimes writings I'll always write more.
In this lifetime, I might try writing a better lifeline
But this lifeline always curves to her.
I can remember middle school love like
Bus route crossing district lines because I had to be next to her.
Holding hands without interlocking fingers
We linger from period to period so we look like we pray.
We play- I'll eat with your friends on Tuesday and Thursday
And my friends and Monday and Wednesday
And Fridays, it will just be us.
And we can talk about just us.
How I like your hair in that scrunchy,
Bring her flaming hot Cheetos for her munchies.
It must be something about those overalls with the one strap down
Sends me tingles in places I usually don't feel.
Far more compatible than Kevin Arnold and Winnie Cooper a superstar at all sports,
Just like me.
So I send subtle winks, blow kisses during warm ups,
Try not too get excited for her offensive rebound.
But I get disappointed when she misses free throws.
The same with me though-
She yells at the top of lungs when I fast break lay-up,
No defense can catch me because I always imagine I'm running to her.
Sure there's a few of those jealous girls
Spread rumors of how they gave me that Trojan in my wallet because she wasn't gonna give it up.
But she and I both knew me, Jeff, and Jerry thought we were the male version of TLC.
If I explained it any other way, I sure would have gotten beat by older brother,
Father, Mother went to church with my Aunt and they knew I was raised better than that.
So they let me walk you to street corner but couldn't come in unless they were home.
Still we made love...
But our love making love was as innocent as a touch,
We scoot 5th period chairs just close enough for our knees to touch .
Sometimes that was too much as I have no idea what the teacher just asked me
It's worth having the whole class laugh at me just to make you smile.
Ironically it was our writing class that felt like a lifetime
So I spent a lifetime writing a strong connection to her.
Long before I scripted poems,
I scripted notes with a check yes box and a check no box
The question was always
Do you like me or love me?
And she always checked the space in between like and love
Which really meant she loved to like me
Or liked to love me.
Either way there was something
Has me wondering if love was a poem would I spend that lifetime writing
Or would I just live it.