Eye contact
My body rigid as I become timid. As your eyes bore into my soul, making me think of foul. Leaving me with rose tinted cheeks I would think about you for weeks. Seeing your wink, made my heart sink. The warmth your eyes hold which can't be told. The way you glance leaving no room for chance. Your smile makes my heart flutter and I badly stutter.
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