This piece from Margins of the First Draft captures the feeling of being completely undone by someone's presence. I wonder if I ever felt something like that or if it came from watching a certain movie....
10. Belladonna in her eyes
Like a maiden in love,
With my eyes glistening
In the lights above my head,
As if he was the belladonna to my pupils
I was a deer caught in headlights
And he was
The definition of poetry
Poetry on the Margins #10 Spellbound
Have you ever been completely undone by someone's presence?
He is like belladonna — the toxin that dilutes pupils —
deathly and intoxicating.
Oh, my poor little heartstrings.
Imagine this:
you live your life as a grown-up 21st-century woman —
you know how to hold a drill, gosh, some of us can even change a tire —
and there is this one person who makes you feel like a kid.
I wonder what kind of chemical reaction that is.
Dopamine rush? Loss of reason? Oxytocin?
Babe, help me, please —
I may have forgotten how to tie my shoes.
There's more of my work:
If you like short stories I have them scooped up into one category (including the six-sentence stories).
The Nervous Poet at the SSC&B can be followed here.
There is also poetry.
More personal entries can be found at the Blog.
There's also the IT studies blog in Estonian and "Chaos in Spring" on YouTube, Spotify and other streaming services.
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