Do you think,
Maybe,
We could be
More than friends?
Because,
With your hand so close to mine,
I feel as though
I could brush my fingers
Against yours
And you would
Interlock them.
Because,
When your lips
Quirk into
That smile
I want to feel it under my lips
So much so
That I have to look away
Because,
When you laugh
I do everything I can
To make that sound
Escape your mouth again
So, do you think,
Maybe
We could be more than friends?
- the unspoken affection
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From the Hopeless Romantics - The Anthology
PoesíaPoems about how it feels to be a hopeless romantic
