Caught staring at her beautiful lips, her hips, the moon worships the beauty of her smile.
When she caught me, I spoke not! Lest I dive deeper into these disgraceful waters of shame.
We stared at each other in an awkward silence
I stared at the ground, then back at her... She was still staring
(I dared not say a word, afraid that my voice would be squeaky from nervousness)
With the loud twinkle of a thousand stars
Your sharp eyes pierced through mine.
The shine, a sign divine?
In my heart I begged her, please be mine!
My confidence, swallowed alive by my feelings for you
Gobbled up by the embarrassment of being caught staring at you.
I dared not speak...
Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 5:07 AM UTC
Caught staring at her beautiful lips, her hips, the moon worships the beauty of her smile.
When she caught me, I spoke not! Lest I dive deeper into these disgraceful waters of shame.
We stared at each other in an awkward silence
I stared at the ground, then back at her... She was still staring
(I dared not say a word, afraid that my voice would be squeaky from nervousness)
With the loud twinkle of a thousand stars
Your sharp eyes pierced through mine.
The shine, a sign divine?
In my heart I begged her, please be mine!
My confidence, swallowed alive by my feelings for you
Gobbled up by the embarrassment of being caught staring at you.
I dared not speak...