Struggle

I watched your lips
while you talked
I couldn't help myself
your words fell on deaf ears
while I imagined the taste of those
luscious lips
the length of that
pure tongue
the heat of
your moist breathe
my eyes remained
locked on your lips

You spoke
I blinked
you smiled
I squinted
you continued to talk
I bit my own lip
felt my heart race and
my temperature rise but
I missed all the conversational cues
even skipped over being embarrassed
lost in the thought
of those lips
that mouth
those eyes
your hands
low waist
thick legs
look up, look up
focus, girl please, focus
just keep your eyes
above the neck

So I watched your lips
while you talked
engaged in a conversation
all my own...

How Could He

Why can't I breathe
in his presence
quickly looking away when he
glances in my direction
wishing I could just
disappear, vanish
turn into a mere whisper
a faded memory
whenever I feel his gaze on me

He is so beautiful
breathtakingly gorgeous
an easy smile and magnetic eyes
firm hands, wide chest
I want to get lost in the curve of him
ride the smooth sway of him

But, he is too much for me
looks too good for me
what I am thinkin
he would never, could never
even consider me

I am forever stuck in friend zone

Not fly enough to be his
wouldn't be able to compare to
the many girls clawing for him
wouldn't be able to withstand
the nonstop insults slung at me
for even attempting
to think myself worthy

He thinks me clever, smart
cute, maybe funny
He finds reasons to grab me
touch my hand
hold me close
I luv the throb of him
can't wait for the vibe of him

But we always laugh
playfully flirt
as I pull away
retreat
inhale and pray
that I haven't made a fool of myself
that I haven't revealed my true heart
and set myself up for rejection

Cuz, I know he is too fine for me
doesn't really want me
I mean
how could he?