Perfect is Awkward

All day,everyday I wonder and dream But when I'm around you I get lost in the seems. Ocean floors I breathe and swim with the sharks in the sea. Although sometimes I wonder if you'll get lost with me. Handwriting as bad as my anxiety. Roses and Pearls and Fireflies. I wonder if you'd lie to me. Or be real and let your feelings fly like explosive dynamite. Alright maybe this is a fantasy land. But then again in my world it's always the lost and the damned. Poetry in motion In words I am overdosing I guess I'm off topic Because this was about you and not my strain of logic. Let's take an adventure like the hobbit. Then go to English class and instead of listening write a sonnet. I shouldn't I wouldn't I couldn't But don't Break my heart From false starts And turns on Rocky roads I guess all I really have is poetry And knowing me,wait you don't I guess being alone is alchemy. Coitus If it's offered Oysters If we proper But I know we could never be because perfect is so awkward