Another midsummer crush
Heartbeats in a rush
Face in a flush
Her apathy hurts me to the bone
Even when I’m here, alone
Wallowing in this throne
From the moment my pupils fell
Unto that smile I know so well
I’ve been trapped in this unrelenting hell
The lines on her face
Put my passion into place
with effortless grace
As her giggles start showing
Her big brown eyes glowing
My desire only growing
without her even knowing
Futile flirtations,
insincere conversations
lead to mortifying frustrations
and heart palpitations
One last glass of wine
To help forget this fever burning
To convince myself that everythings fine
And to ignore this ceaseless yearning
