how do you sweep someone off of their feet?
did you do it whenever our eyes would meet?
did you do it with that dimpled smile,
and those doe eyes that looked so innocent and sweet,
or was it the way your fingers
slowly traversed
down my back,
down my arm,
until you reached my fingers,
letting it stay there,
never intertwining,
to leave a little bit of longing
and much more of suspense,
my breath hitched
as i felt warm,
i couldn't explain why,
and i don't know what to do,
but i want to stay longer like this with you.
YOU ARE READING
confessions i will never say and other proses | poetry book 1 ✔
Poetry[ poetry and prose book 1 ] ❛❛and i admit to cheating by still hiding my feelings and getting away with it.❞ a small shelf of thoughts and proses for someone who isn't hers. (sidenote: come check out my other, most recent poetry and prose book: "a h...
