Norbert

I usually see him ... he's a tall, thin and blond boy. His hair is long and straight. He’s so quiet. He always puts his hands in his pants pockets when he walks, the way he walks is so peculiar. His eyes are as peaceful as the depths of the dark blue ocean, as electric as those rays on blue rainy nights. His gaze… DAMN! How can I describe this? Well, his gaze is the only thing I would like to see for the rest of my life and the feeling that comes from seeing him is that feeling that I will never escape. I wonder what is inside his thoughts, I would like to know every last detail. I would like to explore every part of him, every corner of his face and lose myself on his lips. I want to hear all the sounds and effects that the heartbeat causes from him. I'd like to feel his hands against my skin, making physical contact until we both realize how much we need each other.

Me: for N.N

I know if Norbert ever reads this, he will know that I’m talking about him.

Dark poet…

by Poeta oscuro November 23, 2021

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