CRUSHED

With sweaty palms I waited,

taking Browning for support.

Teeth grinning, face heated,

I needed help to build rapport.

 

Chocolate lips now glistened,

tiny legs began to shake.

As his coffee eyes and pearl white smile,

made organs palpitate.

 

With blinded eyes I took his hand,

for what seemed like a day.

And while I dreamt with open eyes,

he whisked my friend away.

 

 

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