Rise up, gurgling,
Boiling, it's almost over
The edge of containment
Be held within a beating
Body, pulsating with the beat
Of energy and excitement
Energetically awaiting,
The rush, the whirlwind
Of the awaited
Whirling through the
Stormy days before,
The Anticipation surges
Straight into what becomes
Anticlimactic in reality
-Poem Fanatic
