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