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He is giving me elevator eyes
from across the room
like I am the 13th floor
he presses all my buttons
I feel the floor move under me
The closer he gets to me
The sexual tension has me
at the end of my rope
His flirtatious smile,
has my heart suspended in mid-air
my defenses strong as steel cables
My anxious thought, get overcrowded
But next to you, I feel as though
I’ll free-fall in this start of love
Chemistry between strangers
is hauntingly beautiful
He is giving me elevator eyes
from across the room
like I am musical tones
to soothe his nerves
About the Creator
Saroyan Coles
I want to empower others with my writing. I have always dreamed of seeing my name, on something.
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