"CRUSH"

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In whispers soft, my heart does speak,
Of feelings deep, both mild and meek.
A crush that blooms like flowers fair,
With every glance, it's hard to bear.

Your smile, a sunbeam in my day,
Your laughter, a melody at play.
In every thought, you brightly shine,
A star within this heart of mine.

Though words unsaid, my feelings brew,
A secret garden, known to few.
For fear of losing this sweet dream,
I hide my love in silent stream.

Yet in this silence, hope does gleam,
That you may see and feel the dream.
For in my heart, you'll always stay,
My crush, my light, come what may.

Amaya Constance poemWhere stories live. Discover now