The CrushA Poem by ♍ Kirstin ♎
It starts with a blush too much
The signal that you’re beginning a crush.
A few glimpses over their way
And eyes looking and wanting to stay.
A lingering touch... it’s just a little crush
Still hoping and praying he didn’t see you blush.
Laughing and joking then you begin some flirting
Then you realise you’re gonna start falling.
Then you finally hug and it feels so good,
Hoping he won’t let go and make you feel blue.
Pulling away, you don’t want to be rude
But damn it you really like this dude.
© 2011 ♍ Kirstin ♎
Added on November 7, 2011
Last Updated on November 9, 2011
♍ Kirstin ♎
None of your buissiness, Scotland, United Kingdom
AboutDon't click here! Ok, so for those of you who have failed to notice my display name, my name is Kirstin. And I live in Scotland in the U.K. The funky symbols in my display name are my 2 sunsigns... more..