Bright smile! like summers stuck in your teeth,
Oh how! beauty catches eyes;
baited as fish,
Worming ways of compliments, for a smile.
Tightest hugs! feel so claustrophobic;
Closest friends, closed on time we seem not,
to have,
Thoughts of pleasure! grasped with imaginary hands;
You felt it before too?
Like fools in love—Tools to it's trait, (*******, but always
nuts for more)
Trying not to fall deeper in our cavernous love.
A possibility?
Perhaps in a heart's forgetfulness,
A reason?
Only by a mind's found emotions.
Question:
Why do I hurt myself in delusions of lover's thought,
Answer:
Simply because; I know I'll fall in love with —YOU!
