quantified-poetry:

I looked down
at him
and briefly met
his blue eyes
before he looked away-

I could see every
breathe he took
in the freezing air-

and under the class bell
in the school parking lot
my words formed
like ice-

“I wanna be your boyfriend”

He looked up at me
and blushed-

“…me too.”

|d.R.r.|

Black City TV 4