I can't meet your eyes. Your gaze is hot, like iron in a forge. I get embarrassed, I look away.
Looking away is always worse. That's when I see.
Long, thin piano fingers, tapping, twisting, restless.
Long, thin legs shaped like dreaming.
Straight Roman nose.
Slender hips.
Thin lips.
On anyone else, everyone might appreciate this.
On you, only one would covet these. Only one would covet you.
I didn't know what I was getting into. I tried to leave, but I was stuck. Ensnared by that dorky smile, that reedy voice, that obnoxious laugh.
I almost had to ask if you knew how loud your whispers were.
Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 10:48 PM UTC
I can't meet your eyes. Your gaze is hot, like iron in a forge. I get embarrassed, I look away.
Looking away is always worse. That's when I see.
Long, thin piano fingers, tapping, twisting, restless.
Long, thin legs shaped like dreaming.
Straight Roman nose.
Slender hips.
Thin lips.
On anyone else, everyone might appreciate this.
On you, only one would covet these. Only one would covet you.
I didn't know what I was getting into. I tried to leave, but I was stuck. Ensnared by that dorky smile, that reedy voice, that obnoxious laugh.
I almost had to ask if you knew how loud your whispers were.
