I am NOT a poet, but I wrote this to express myself. (It’s my first attempt) Nevertheless, I’m kind of a perfectionist and would respectfully request any feedback ya’ll might offer before I publish. Thanks so much and please comment if you have questions or advice!
The Caper
You are a mystery. A treasure. A sly thief. I’m smart yet I cannot fathom how quickly you stole my heart. My head spins.
I wonder about you. Random shit. What would it feel like to hold you. To laugh. To have a fight. To console you. To cheer you on. To get dressed up together. To see beautiful things in far-away places. To eat cereal at breakfast. To experience the ecstasy of your head on my chest as we sleep.
What would your hair smell like as you lay there, your head gently rising and falling as I breathe. Probably not good. An hours-old remnant of shampoo mixed with sweat from work. Weed. Cum. Yet no odor I can imagine would be sweeter.
My heart aches because I can’t do ordinary things with you.
You are a thief and I never saw you coming.
The Caper
You are a mystery. A treasure. A sly thief. I’m smart yet I cannot fathom how quickly you stole my heart. My head spins.
I wonder about you. Random shit. What would it feel like to hold you. To laugh. To have a fight. To console you. To cheer you on. To get dressed up together. To see beautiful things in far-away places. To eat cereal at breakfast. To experience the ecstasy of your head on my chest as we sleep.
What would your hair smell like as you lay there, your head gently rising and falling as I breathe. Probably not good. An hours-old remnant of shampoo mixed with sweat from work. Weed. Cum. Yet no odor I can imagine would be sweeter.
My heart aches because I can’t do ordinary things with you.
You are a thief and I never saw you coming.