Love is a flirt

Love is a flirt, a playful tease,

A whisper soft on summer breeze.

A stolen glance, a knowing smile,

A secret language, shared for a while.

It's butterflies that take to flight,

At a brush of hands beneath the light.

A racing heart, a quickened breath,

A yearning gaze that speaks of death...

Of dying for a touch, a kiss,

A stolen moment, pure bliss.

Love's flirtation, light and sweet,

A blushing warmth, from head to feet.

It's playful banter, back and forth,

Witty remarks of hidden worth.

A playful nudge, a gentle shove,

Testing boundaries, sent by love.

It's teasing laughter, light and bright,

Chasing away the darkest night.

A playful jab, a hidden dare,

A challenge laid, a love to share.

Love's flirtation, ever coy,

Leaves you wanting, oh so boy.

A whispered promise, never spoken,

A yearning ache, a heart awoken.

It's stolen moments, quick and brief,

A touch of fingers, a sweet relief.

A lingering glance, a silent plea,

Hoping the other yearns to see...

The depths of love that lie unseen,

A whispered word, a what-if dream.

Love's flirtation, ever sly,

Leaving questions in each eye.

It's dancing close, yet worlds apart,

A tug of war that pulls the heart.

A playful chase, a game to win,

Hoping the other lets you in.

Love's flirtation, bittersweet,

A longing touch, a stolen seat.

A whispered secret, soft and low,

Will this playful dance ever grow?

It's building tension, slow and sure,

A yearning gaze that can't endure.

A trembling voice, a whispered plea,

"Do you feel it too? Can't you see?"

Love's flirtation, on the brink,

A single word, a love to link.

A bridge to cross, a line to tread,

Will playful whispers turn to what is said?

The answer hangs, a whispered sigh,

A teardrop glistens in each eye.

Love's flirtation, bittersweet,

Blooming into love, or hearts retreat.