The crush

The crush

Eyes meet

My cheeks sting as I blush

My heart races, I tremble

I am smitten, I have a crush

Am I a fool

To allow my body over sensibility

to make rule

The choice is no longer mine

My senses alive with thoughts

Body’s entwined so divine

Your name lingers on my lips

Like a secret confession

My eyes follow your every move

My sweetest obsession

Waiting in fervent anticipation

To respond, to accept, to return

My passionate infatuation

Janette Bendle February 2019

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