Love

Through the dim quiet hallway I float.

The warm rays of the sun shine on my face like blushing.

An electric eel sends sparks, currents through me.

I feel like a soda can that' s been shaken up, ready to explode.

Leaves on the trees in the courtyard are of orange, yellow fireworks.

The trees brown branches are ready to embrace the sun.

The day is cold but just looking at the gold of the leaves makes me feel warmth.

This is love at Curie H S.