I'm Flying (A Poem)

I’m Flying

By: Rodolfo Perez

I wait. I judge. I live.

Her unbridled interest compliments her gorgeous hazel eyes.

They gleam with awe, and with reservation.

For she is living, after all.

Her heart is like an ocean,

Beautiful, vast, and full of mystery.

Leaving me the desire to explore every meter,

Until I can fully understand the magnificence it has to offer.

She sits on the edge of her seat,

Listening to what the world has to offer.

She’s a jellyfish in her grace,

But a shark in her mind.

She can care as a mother does for a child,

But can charge as a bull does towards a matador.

Oh, how she intrigues me so.

Nothing could ever ruin this.

Nothing could ever ruin this.

Nothing could ever ruin this.

“What if she doesn’t like you?”

“What if you’re reading the signs wrong?”

“Why would she like you?”

“Rumor has it she likes some other boy.”

“You really think you have a chance?”

As a baby bird looks over the nest before its first dive,

I hesitate.

Uncertain of whether I will fall or fly,

I cry.

No one around to push,

For I have to push myself,

But one thing is clear.

No matter how much I cry,

Or hurt,

Or die,

I can never say I didn’t try.

I can never say I didn’t try.

I can never say I didn’t try.

I jump.
And I’m happy I did.

P.E.N.T.C.I.