Never thought
My addiction
to the, emotional confinement,
greatly hidden beneath
the informal shade
or my bushy brows
would one day
be set free
by the sun-rich gaze
that set ablaze
my personality’s maze
when the corners
of my delusioned eyes
start melting away
to the polka dots
of your fervently fervid freckles
whenever your Autumn’s Eyes,
Leaves, my egotistic feathers
dropping
As soon as your lips
knock on my cheeks
And drop a cold kiss
which leaves me burnt out
to express my in-tensions
towards you