I'm getting sloppy with it
Making little mistakes
Blushing profusely and engaging in fleeting eye contact
Smiling too much
Listening for your entrance
Foolishly pandering after you
And the little comments you wont repeat
With a shake of the head and smile I wonder if its just you
Or something bubbling under your smile
A secret you'll never tell
I'm losing ground
You have me drifting off the tracks
Set in place by my own two hands
To connect my lover and I
And I swear you may be tryin to trip me up
YOU ARE READING
Poems From The Rooftop
PoetryAnother collection of poems is in order bc I'm in a creative writing class now. I'll share meh good ones here.
