Sometimes when strangers meet, <br />there is an electricity between them. <br />The aspirations they had <br />rise above what they thought. <br />The moment they touched <br />deep thoughts ascended upon them, <br />worrying fears nagged. <br />It was never suppose to be like this <br />as the blood rushes through the system <br />way out of control. <br />Both know there is something there, <br />but the question is what. <br />Is it a close undying friendship <br />or is it love that has them in its grasp. <br />Neither can comprehend the feelings, <br />they must just go with the flow <br />waiting to see what might transpire <br />all the time too frightened to let go. <br /> <br /> <br />12 November 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/out-of-control-6/
