Aaron Allen Woodall

Rookie - 280 Points (Northern California)

Awaiting - Poem by Aaron Allen Woodall


and BAM.

heart melt.

you saw me first

didn't you?


a wink

I die

another chance

to gaze in your eyes

pieces fall like chunks

these are my insides

small dreams

minor, minor

but that one came true

to see again


and there are big ones, too.

don't risk!

I didn't risk

to look

too long

too longing

same as before

do I appear?

remember how time

never exists for us here

slowing way down


it just...




centrif ugal: -adjective

moving or directed outward from the center

force: - noun

strength or power exerted upon on object

strength; energy; power; intensity

power to influence, affect, or control

does it hit you, too?


no one can touch

no one can see

it was but brief.

a short and beautiful history

changing everything

in a way so tiny

and history is always on set on 'repeat'

Eines Tages...eines Tages

my heart

you pull

I shudder because..

well, you wore

my favorite sweater

all goes still.


I have

even yet

a care


a dare

a thought

it's love

my secret

in the darkness, alone

I still have you over and over

allowing myself that one and only true pleasure

a great big sweep

and I swear to God

I only find that release

if your name was at my lips

and then..

a cold reality

it sinks me.

Big dreams,

Big dreams,

We chase

We hope.

For big dreams.

Topic(s) of this poem: passion

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 15, 2014

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