Not That Weird
Is it weird that your eyes Bring light when my heart starts kissing the darkness? Is it weird that my heart, Loses its rhythm when your hot breath lands on my neck? Is it weird that my lower body Moves in a rhythm when your fingertips cross my thoracic cavity? Is it weird that my oxytocin flies high, When you let my nose smell your lips, reminding me of how wild you are? Is it weird that your hands' sluggish movements on my naked body Bring French songs into my brain, not leaving my heart unmelt
