His eyes, a warm coffee
sprinkled with cinnamon
to sooth in the chilling fall.
His hair, a brown tinted black that
Becomes darker over the winter season
And turns light in the summer.
His smile, usually hidden due to
An insecurity of his only somewhat uneven teeth.
His toothy smile, on the rare occasion I witness it,
lighting up my world
Even on the worst days.
His personality, the characteristic
I like about him the most.
So soft and comfortable.
Kind and caring.
Simple but complex.
A beautiful boy,
with my heart in his hands.
Molding the organ like putty.
As I stand watching my feelings unfold.
But it’s only a little crush…
Right?
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