hmmm...

Peeking through the jagged hole
My cheek against the prickly wood
My ragged breathing slowly calms
With the scent of you so near

Out beyond the knobby wood
I squint my eyes to see
I hear so clear your enchanting voice
My heart is pounding so
I wish that you knew me

I poke my finger in the hole
To expand my narrow view
I utter a shriek as I prick my finger
And a drop of blood appears
I hope you didn't hear me

I am caught off guard by the blood,
surprised by its gentle warmth
A single teardrop slips down my face
My world is now a blur
And you don't even care

**This is kinda a creepy poem.. i must say... I wrote it for my English class last year..but i sttill love the vivid imagery it creates in my head**