Olivia 101

I drew a picture of her in my notebook

each scribble it got more exciting

from pencil to paper

I love and erase her

again and again till I can't even read my own writing

I study her all day long

I memorize every word that she speaks

I stay up as late as I can

and chronicle hours into days into weeks

olivia 101

I learn by the light of the moon that she's hung

I've done all the work now I long for the fun part

I add and subtract all the days of the year

and divide them by weekends without her

carry the seven the answer is heaven

there's safety in numbers

and something about her

I study her all day long

I memorize every color she wears

I measure the passing of time

by the style of her clothes

and the length of her hair

olivia 101

I learn by the light of the moon that she's hung

I've done all the work now I long for the fun part

october orange and chimney red

I zip up my jacket and hang down my head

I rake up the leaves till they spell out her name

the wind blows them into my arms

and I wish that she would do the same

olivia 101

I learn by the light of the moon that she's hung

I've done all the work now I long for the fun part

olivia 101

olivia 101

olivia 101