Vents Hidden in Verse

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A/N: crush things! he told me that he liked me on December 20th, 2019. i'm sure this won't be the only piece about him in here, i'll keep you guys updated as things pop up!

i wrote this right before i went to see him at the mall that day. i was restless at 6 A.M., and i was feeling very very loving.

Written January 3rd, 6:00 A.M.

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my name is Nattasha
and i am not a love poet.

i'm an admirer of the gentlest
creature known to mankind.

they call him _____,
but i call him, "darling."

his outward appearance is
a glance, a mere teenage figure.

but he is honey,
sweet and thick,
curing sore throats,
a home remedy for my broken soul.

refuse to give him a second glance,
as most people do.

as for me, the night sings his name.
the singe of his touch brands me as his.

can you blame me?
the curls on his head bounce delicately,
each individual spring
sending vibrations of care
pulsing through my veins.

i am not a love poet
however
to not write about the angel in my grasp
would be a condemnation to hell.

to not put down in words
how his nasally voice
echo-locates throughout my body
so he can make his way
to the remnants of my heart,

to not put down in words
the nights i spent
lost inside wordless pictures of him,

to not put down in words
how the very thought of him
how the very mention of his name itself
sends my mind through
love's endless tunnels...
is sinful.

i am falling.
backwards or forwards, i am falling.

from three feet
or
from one thousand feet
i am falling.

will he be there to cushion the landing?

i am asked about my resolutions
for this new year.

to be honest
i had absolutely no clue
before December 20th, 2019.

now, i know.

i want to spend the
first year of the decade
aimlessly wrapped in his embrace.

i want to spend the
first year of the decade
as Achilles,
my heel being my heart.

i want to fall so deeply
that when this love leaves me broken,
the glass shards of my heart
scatter along the floor
where they can prick and seep
into his perfect skin.

i want to know
that i am capable
of falling again.

please, darling.
suck me deeper into the endless wells
of your love and affection.
i am ready to drown.