short, smutty, probably gay poems

butterflies and fairy lights

this turned out not short at all lol

Ruby Raspberry is the exact flavor you wear
I can taste it if I try hard enough, I could smell it anywhere
And yet I don't think the rarity of rubies or the sweetness of fruit
Could ever match the pricelessness of a night spent with you

Fairy lights on my bedframe light up the freckles on your cheek
But the twinkle in your eyes is completely unique
The smell of toothpaste and sleep waiting to be had
Fills up my heart when I'm with you, my cute comrade

A hand with chipped nail polish and a faded ring
Has still remained as the only thing
That I want on the back of my head pulling me close
Because trying to comprehend kissing you has given me an over dose

Your voice reminds me of a delicate butterfly when you sing in the shower
And while a butterfly may be able to taste a flower
They'll never know the sweetness of your lips on mine for an hour
And they say absence makes the heart grow fonder but it turns me sour
As I ache for your hands on my back when you leave my tower

Floral button ups and torn up laces
Leave me lost in dreamlike places
I don't know if you quite understand
That you are the only person I want holding my hand

"I love you" can be said in actions instead of language
Which is apparent in your adorable changes
Your cheeks flush pink when my lips touch your fingers
And the scrunch in your nose after we kiss always lingers

If I could buy the universe the sun would only be worth a nickel
Because the light of your heart is enough to keep me fickle

People say "you broke down my walls" but I didn't know I had them to begin with, I wasn't aware,
Until I first saw you laugh, and I started to stare
Blowing the first dandelion of the season
Amongst other small wonders now have no reason
Because your love is kinder than a small sprinkling of rain
And it's more melodic than a twinkling confession that you can't contain

The sidewalk burns with childhood chalk art, scattered bikes and jump rope
While we link arms on the playground, and my heart loses the ability to cope
The sound of a screen being torn away as you climb in my room
Might as well put my sadness away in a tomb

The melancholy rhinestone cover of rain hides us as we sit on my bed
Hiding under blankets, buzzing in our heads
This drowsy infatuation with the way your eyes widen when you look up at the sky
Is one of the reasons I'm happy to be alive
But with you "alive" might as well be an insult or a mean remark
Because with you by my side my brain will embark
On a journey of you, deep in my heart
I waltz through the scent of your favorite flavor of cereal, I dance across the feeling of the old wood floor of your room under my toes
I tiptoe gently over the memories I have of you, I swim across the spots on your nose

The creaking of a fold-out couch and gluing houses out of Popsicle sticks
Are still little, yet effective tricks
That work on me even now
Because it reminds me somehow
Of summer evenings spent breaking into the pool
And autumnal afternoons spent dancing into the leaves like fools

The gentleness of drowsy raindrops finding their way on the ground
Are like a hurricane compared to the cautious kisses given from the girl I've found
Carefully leaning in, eyes showing a flicker of fear
Before a burst of courage in her heart, and pink in her cheeks, starts pulling me near