Fatuous
This is Fatuous.
At first, it was idolatry.
The interactions are so sudden.
When we were playing games
Those whispers you threw at me.
I will never forget about it
But I always maundered about it.
You sharply flashed your dark bronze gazes at me
Didn\'t you notice?
Your Gossamer smile often gets me to squint my eyes
and cause my knees to be feeble
Tried to nexus
But fell flat.
The Quintessence of My Life
I deprive you of contact with me
Yet, numerous maidens who fought for your affection
Or so I thought.
The small conversations turned into high-fives
Your Belgium skin
Is a blossom to me.
You\'re my autumn.
I hope I never lose you.
I hope my feelings for you
will never twist.