Boy in hoods (rizzed me up)~ Bhuyanshi Talukdar

Beautiful you,
my heart's desire
Don't treat me
with such cold fire.
Is it too much to ask,
my love?
To start anew,
like stars above?

Shall I change my course,
my dear?
Or hold onto the
decision we fear?
I know I'm not perfect,
it's true
But I'll keep you as
my incomplete wish, too.

You make my
dopamine levels soar
With every touch,
I want you more.
The scent of you,
oh so divine
A secret feeling,
in this heart of mine.

In this romantic dance,
we'll sway
The soft touch
of your fingertips.
The taste of your sweet,
lingering lips.

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[William Michael Reeves]

You would think that now in the year twenty and twenty-three, we could get a prescription from our doctor for some dopamine. Our loves will have to do. I am struggling to attach the title to the poem in this one.