a teenage dream

Is it okay to hide-
     knock.
turn around the
     clock
under the bed, over my head, was a blanket of stars.

Would play
all day
with you
in my thoughts
no rest
just
a hope
a wish and dream,
a fantasy for me to convene.

when we last saw each other-
the moon shimmered on the sea
and i wanted,
only
to dance with thee.

no rest
thoughts grow
love wanes
and i shook you off-
in the fall-
like the trees with their pretty leaves.