Love Struck

My eyes burning and blurry

fixed on the Honolulu International Center arena

where she’s with her family at a kung fu exhibition

the dome that holds my new love

my arms stiff as iron

hands in a death grip of the steel railing

the shadows of carp criss-crossing

cruising the limits of their circumscribing moat

entrenched in my anxiety

nerves twinging like swarming fireflies

prison of adrenaline banging against the bars of my brain

free range sweat staining my shirt darker

jumbled mind coursing

what to say

as I wait

and wait

practice opening lines

for her come on out

emerge

come to me

lightning blindingly

come

my first real date ever

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