Love And Anxiety

Waiting for your words 

In a long afternoon day

I felt the butterflies of my 

Stomach carving for those words

Of yours and finally dying

This wasn't my fault

I know, it is all about the

Adrenal secreting much of 

Adrenaline increasing the pace 

Of my ECG with the t graph at its 

Peak .. I tumbled at my words

I burst upon the retina.

I know it's not my fault,

That's all about anxiety 

Waiting for your words.