She should feel lucky for having you because you are all I've ever wanted.
Green twinkles in your eyes
accented vermilion streaks of sunset.
Golden locks of your hair
clashed the sky clicking to black.
You should have felt the speed of my heart
beating underneath that gray shirt
instead of looking through the transparency
of nothingness on my face.
Flowers on pavements browned tea-like
by your shadow at which I discreetly gaze.
My head resembled the sky after 8,
dark, with hope like a tiny shooting star.
I wanted you but I couldn’t put desire into words.
So I stepped back and watched your face.
Blushed crimson at the sight of her face
accented by blue twinkles in her eyes.
I walked away.