on drowsy mornings
I steal glances
at you
hoping
your eyes
are looking at mine too
and when
by chance
you meet my gaze
my hands
are charged
with fire ablaze
they want
to reach you,
my fingertips
but your angled
elbows glued
at your hips
standing akimbo
I can feel
you repel
me
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 10:53 PM UTC
on drowsy mornings
I steal glances
at you
hoping
your eyes
are looking at mine too
and when
by chance
you meet my gaze
my hands
are charged
with fire ablaze
they want
to reach you,
my fingertips
but your angled
elbows glued
at your hips
standing akimbo
I can feel
you repel
me