Knowing better, doing it anyway

I am foolish, I’ve come out without my coat.
I am foolish, I’ve come out without my clothes.
The cold wind nips at the tips of my nipples,
Hairs on my skin shiver, quiver in the breeze.

The wisdom of waiting is far from my mind.
The wisdom of watching is far from sublime.
Give me a story, a poem or a glance
I’ll stand here forever, till you return my heart.

All rights reserved, Storm Cloud Kitty 2016

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