Going through my old poems…I remember how sweet this infatuation was

Mecca-Amirah Jackson

i like the way
you look at me,
when i smile.
the sun basks
on my face
yet it cannot
compare to
your gaze.
i can feel
your eyes lingering,
tasting, learning me
when i shyly
turn away. the
blush hurtsโ€“
burns me as desire
stains my skin
like cherries.

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