Love Blossoms

I’m so nervous around you;

my cheeks flush

at the sight of your smile.


I don’t understand why

it just works when

we’re drastically different.


Sepia touch on porcelain skin,

the contrast is palpable

but simply stunning.


Your rough hands

against my silky blush

feels so right.


Opposites have never

been attracted as much

as we are to each other.

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