A/N: Hiiii!!! First poem—in fact, first anything for me on here…I hope you like it—it was originally about my sort-of boyfriend (not official. haha.). But I think it could be about Ron/Hermione or Harry/Hermione, depending on how you look at it. HAVE FUN!! REVIEW!! I'm scared. Be nice, please. I have creative license!!
Honey sweet
Marveling at the way
you keep your
composure—
cool, calm, collected—
as our hands meet,
the electricity
sparkling excitedly between our fingertips
(the stars are
exploding)
sometimes all I want
is for us to touch,
for your fingers to
trail
a honey-sweet
path
down my arm
(i'm trembling with
this ever-growing desire)
it almost hurts.
this irresistible
longing leaves me
cracked and empty,
waiting for the moment
our fingers entwine,
hoping one day
our lips will (finally)
meet in a kiss
that tastes of the
sweetest poison.