you look beautiful
when you stare at me that way
and you leave me wondering
how long will you stare?
i’m caught somewhere between your stare and your smile
they leave me chuckling
clenching my toes in like a new born
i don’t want to smile
i don’t want to snigger
as much as i feel the urge to
i’ll hold on;
leave them somewhere in my memory
i’ll think them over and over again
i’ll…

Published by Oluwatosin Faith Kolawole