Spontaneously on this night,
Your eyes had a spark.
The droplets of sweat rolled past your freckles, landed on my heart.
I wouldn’t call this a “crush”
or
“wanting to be yours”.
But selfishly my lips wonder about more.
More of your beauty beaming it’s rays on my skin,
Because somehow your rays make me feel
happier within.
Jan 20, 2025
Jan 20, 2025 at 2:32 PM UTC
Spontaneously on this night,
Your eyes had a spark.
The droplets of sweat rolled past your freckles, landed on my heart.
I wouldn’t call this a “crush”
or
“wanting to be yours”.
But selfishly my lips wonder about more.
More of your beauty beaming it’s rays on my skin,
Because somehow your rays make me feel
happier within.
Dancing in the clerb, he caught my soul. I know not to pursue, but I can’t help but feel drawn to him in a genuinely selfish way.
P.S. if you somehow find this, don’t find me weird…