shy smiles
and blushes
hair over eyes
awkward outfitstalking too much
touching too littlelet go of time
so we can
kiss and no one
no one needs to knowand you're beautiful
look me in the eyes
you're so beautifulbut we know
this is not
loveand i'd drown
just so you could
breathe a little betterbut we know
this is not
loveand nothing
nothing compares to the way
we light up togethersparks
beautiful
fireworks
brightand nothing
nothing compares to your warmthsoft
kiss
touch
heartbut this
is
not
love
YOU ARE READING
Inkmouth
Poesíain the plethora of pornography options for the modern saint [Poetry #51] [2015]