Step by step,
mind racing as I try to remember
everything I’ve ever read,
every film I’ve ever seen.
It’s like riding a bike,
but I’ve never ridden this bike before.
Unsure, uncertain, unprepared.
I try to be calm but deep down I am scared.
I think she saw the anxiety in my eyes
as time slows
and I breathe.
Even in slow motion I can feel my heart pounding
thump, thump, thump.
Our lips meet
thumping faster, faster, faster
she begins to retreat.
Did I make a mistake?
Can I try it again?
So many questions
yet her smile gives me all the answers I need.
I was trapped in my doubts
but at last I am freed.
I’ve been hiding under a rock for a few months but I’m hoping to share a few poems in the coming days. I hope you enjoy them as much as I’ve enjoyed getting back into my writing again