Do you like me?
Yes
How much?
A lot
Why?
That is sincere.
Or so I think because I like you so much, much more than you .
I will pretend I
don’t.
Who needs to know
the secret that I hug so close to my chest, that it suffocates.
An overnight
growth of hair- a stubble friendship, am I brave enough to say love? It bloomed
over the length of two breaths, it pickles my senses.
Sh..sh..she
waltzed into my life as a gust of wind, she did. She drummed upon my head as
fat droplets of rain fresh of the sky.
She did...
Pendulum swing
A whistle for the
thief
Nabbed. Caught
In the jaws
I was.
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