He was a curious lad,
       with a broad chest and strong shoulders.
        His eyes were a deep brown,
        his jaw line sharp and defined.
        He loved action,
        he also loved adventure.
        But most of all he loved to run
        his hand along my legs,
        making me flush in all his
        favorite places.

If you look into my eyes
It's like
I can't explain
I can't explain what you do to me
The time stands still
My heart stands still
I can hardly breathe
My head turns red
You ask me what is wrong
The only thing that i can say is
"Nothing"

Drifting petals in a spring blush,
carried by that southern exhale.

Soaked in lake fountains,
sun-washed hair dripping gold.

I find myself yearning
for your sunlight
instead of shade
I want to be the reason
of your blossoming days
For your smiles to curve
to gleeful laughs
For your eyes to form
thin as petals
Like the wind blowing near
your voice's music to my ears
You fill my lips
with flowery words to say
Like any other end of summer
I feel myself a bit warmer
As I find myself like the leaves
I fall for you more each day

The sun has already set
but you seem to shine
as usual with your yellow sweater
Though your gaze serious and halt
my heart did the opposite
the moment your eyes laid on mine