Crush Poem by Nij Buz

Your furtive glances that I always catch,
your eyes that are full of trance skies,
I am waiting for our hand to latch,
and let all the butterfly flies.

Voice that is so calming like a moderate rain,
lips that is so sweet like a Christmas candy,
a hug that brings the warmness back again,
smile that can fill me into an utter glee.

I can stare to you forever and never get tired,
your smell like a forest mixed with peppermint,
'tis so relaxing; a cool breeze that I desired,
it's like a clean paper without any taint,

I don't want it to unravel to avoid confusion,
and I don't want everything to move in a rush,
or I will fall into depths of unending depression,
because this is but an only little crush.