Into You

If attraction were a hue made in love to hew a heart with a look at you then I’m into you.

If attraction were a hue
made in love to hew
a heart with a look at you
then I’m into you.

If profound were a pair of eyes
distance would be a guise
concealing your eyes.

If depth wore mellow
and allure were to tiptoe
your voice would make souls hollow.

If mystery were a pair of lips
yours would be a honey that drips
from a spoon twirling like pulsating hips.

If cahoot were a tribute
your nose would define cute
in astute wrinkles for a salute.

If gin were a sin
your chin would be a jinn
enticing with a grin.

If chocolate were a linen
your skin would be a bodkin
piercing red tones deeply within.

If wit were to wear a slit
your mind would fit
sexy like gloves on a bandit.

If souls were a cresol
yours would be a fireball
burning every eyeball.

If attraction were a hue
made in love to hew
a heart with a look at you
then I’m into you.

 

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Catch more of Pasithea Chan with her previous posts here. You can also find her brand of poetry on Facebook.

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Pasithea Chan
Impressionist who enjoys writing poetry in symbolism laced with philosophy. https://twitter.com/RogueMalachite

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