Talk ***** to me
Describe the colour of your eyes in vivd detail
The way your hair flows in the breeze
Everything, anything about you

Talk ***** to me
Passionately whisper in my ears
about how the marvel movies really are
just terrible, with that low husky voice.

Talk ***** to me,
fervidly plan your future
a chef, paint a picture of you in
a uniform, eyes dark and mysterious.

Talk ***** to me,
tell me something nobody knows
a secret, your embarrassment
abashedly hiding behind your long curly hair.

You're so adorable and cute,
and yet so hot and **** at times
I really am falling for you, the more I know you.
More than I should be in any case.