Inspired by a poem, from my other friend "Borrowed Intimacy"
FLIMSY
As you sat strange,
Your eyes wondering,
With an outsider look
I glimpse at you
And dare to talk to you
Your smile was sunshine,
Your voice melody
You made my human body flimsy
You made me drooled, made my pulse, pause
And that exact moment,
I wish to own you
But…
“You were never an object to own”
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