Touch my waist,
hold my hands,
laugh a little more,
and whisper into my ear.
My imagination
is filled with you.
The possibilities
of you.
I see the way you lean
towards me.
I see the way you smile
for me.
I see the way you look
at me.
You're my safety
you're my net.
You keep me in your mind
to know I'm alright.
You're always there
and I care for you.
If only you would care
for me.
Don't look away now,
don't fight this moment.
Lean in close and whisper...
YOU ARE READING
Crush
PoetryPoetry to describe the magical feeling of being thrown violently into the waves of what society calls a "crush".