7h
before these clothes of mine get on the floor,
just look at me
for a little longer—
just a little.
and maybe
you’ll notice the way
my eyes light up
whenever i see my favorite kind of math problems
or the way
i would start stretching out my fingers,
when they feel "a bit weird.”
before it all unfolds,
just look at me,
observe me,
and maybe
just maybe
you’ll notice
every little thing about me
before anything else.
just look at me
for a little longer—
just a little.
and maybe
you’ll notice the way
my eyes light up
whenever i see my favorite kind of math problems
or the way
i would start stretching out my fingers,
when they feel "a bit weird.”
before it all unfolds,
just look at me,
observe me,
and maybe
just maybe
you’ll notice
every little thing about me
before anything else.
this is inspired by this poem i heard while scrolling through my fyp. i forgot the person who wrote it, all i know is that it was such a simple, yet beautiful poem about lust and desire.
