i saw your brother yesterday.
the two of you don't have the same face,
but you've got the same jawline
i bet if i reached out -
stroked the stubble at the same time,
they'd feel the same.
lovely.
i just know that one day i'll grow old
and all i'll be able to see will be
my laughter lines
whenever i look into the mirror
i saw your brother yesterday,
he was with his girlfriend, who is sort of my friend
i can't really tell
because she's that sweet to everyone
but if we were it would be strange
to fall in love with
my friend's boyfriend's little brother.
i just know that one day i'll grow old
and all i'll be able to see will be
your laughter lines
whenever i look into the mirror
YOU ARE READING
dreamboy: a poetry collection
Poetrya collection of fluffy crush poems (er mostly fluffy)