I Feel Like-Ifl
We're just friends, but I think of him a lot.
I feel like crumbling up when my thoughts
evolve with feelings of desire, I have fought.
I write in my journal how I felt in my heart
As the day started and the trouble it would arise.
Everyone was watching, but all I see was him.
He takes my breath away and everything becomes veiled.
If, he could only gently touch or take his hand in mind.
Stare into my eyes, his fingers entwined
Around my hair, then pull me into his arms,
kiss me and bring out the fiery storms within
with his charm blossoming warmth’s.
2/12/2023,
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2023
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