A clearing glance through hooded eyes
Your stained hands, steady.
A nervous step by wobbling feet,
Your quiet attention, unwavering.
A choked word whispered in a hush sound,
Your stoic eyes, unflinching.
And as I turn to leave,
Your fleating smiles emerges,
Send my mind into a frenzy, my feet into speed,
I know that smile, love
It will be the destruction of me.
Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 1:00 PM UTC
A clearing glance through hooded eyes
Your stained hands, steady.
A nervous step by wobbling feet,
Your quiet attention, unwavering.
A choked word whispered in a hush sound,
Your stoic eyes, unflinching.
And as I turn to leave,
Your fleating smiles emerges,
Send my mind into a frenzy, my feet into speed,
I know that smile, love
It will be the destruction of me.
Its never truly remains a crush, does it?