Straight

A poem inspired by a sketch by pencils-and-paper on Tumblr

A simple touch

A brush of skin

The sound of fabric rustling

As two people stop to stare

Long black hair

Green framed glasses 

Deep brown eyes

And a book in one hand

Blond hair in a ponytail

Pulled back from blue eyes

Sneakers and shorts

Long legs

Two girls brush hands

They stop and stare

Before looking down 

Continuing on their way

Both thinking

"She's cute

Too bad

She's probably straight"

Author's Note

Any and all reviews are welcome