Torn From the Pages of My Heart

Excitement

Gripped with silence

My heart failing to breathe

Swells, brims

With cackle on a leash

Threatening to burst

Into a squeal

Eyes with lights playing peek-a-boo

Lips are pairs of outstretched gymnasts

The nose, a rumbling, confused volcano

Cheeks ballooning with flush painted

by an invisible kiss

I'm a space rocket ready for take-off.