He was beautiful;
Tall and lean
A greyhound boy;
Upturned nose and cheeky grin
That knowing smirk
And a gift-wrapped wink
Not a cause for gratitude.
He moved like a dancer;
Slowly
Effortless charm that dripped
From his eyes
Like honey
So easily he charmed me;
Like how the leaves gracefully drift from an autumn branch
But I fell much harder;
Hitting the ground fast - paced
The ache covered by a false hope
That I clung to,
Not ready yet to drift from my branch
Then spring came
Full with chance
I realised my own worth;
And just like that the tables turned
For one night I was chased;
Deep kisses left with nothing more to desire,
The heavy bass
Intoxicating air heavy with smoke, encircling me again
But not captured;
Brief but I was free
I hope to see him again
Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 11:11 AM UTC
He was beautiful;
Tall and lean
A greyhound boy;
Upturned nose and cheeky grin
That knowing smirk
And a gift-wrapped wink
Not a cause for gratitude.
He moved like a dancer;
Slowly
Effortless charm that dripped
From his eyes
Like honey
So easily he charmed me;
Like how the leaves gracefully drift from an autumn branch
But I fell much harder;
Hitting the ground fast - paced
The ache covered by a false hope
That I clung to,
Not ready yet to drift from my branch
Then spring came
Full with chance
I realised my own worth;
And just like that the tables turned
For one night I was chased;
Deep kisses left with nothing more to desire,
The heavy bass
Intoxicating air heavy with smoke, encircling me again
But not captured;
Brief but I was free
I hope to see him again