Colours/Schoolboy

Petite lips 

For you to rip 

Mine would just devour yours 

Jet black hair 

Silk strands, easily to grasp 

Your hand would just get lost 

In my thick nest 

I can bear through the most excruciating pains

And yet, nothing will beat 

The moment your eyes interlocked with hers 

I saw the world in your iris 

Impeccable 

You're in love 

And that's okay 

(I never expected to be so copacetic, but here I am. Watching Truffaut on the Criterion channel, with lavender incense taking time to remember I was once in your shoes. I'll put a bookmark on this and come back to it when it's my turn)