Seventeen
Boy, I was watching you from a far,
secretly cheering for you,
secretly staring at you,
secretly admiring you.
I was watching my brightest star.
I won't quit cheering for you.
I won't get tired staring at you.
I won't stop admiring you.
You are my brightest star in the sky.
You got that swift move that captured my heart.
You got that sly smile that make my heart run a mile.
You got that attitude while playing that make me love to keep watching.
You dribble like it's nothing.
You pass like it mean a thing.
You catch to do something.
And you shoot to have that something.
You were good at playing games,
that makes me wonder if you were also good at playing hearts.
You are my number seventeen.
I am only sixteen
and I love you anyway.
YOU ARE READING
My Gardenia
PoetryCandy Crush Poem #1 [2018-2019] Poems for you my love I'm letting this feelings free like a dove Say I'm in love with you And this, I wrote for you
