Am I Getting (Comfortable) And Uncomfortable? (Poem) πŸ’ŒπŸ™‰πŸ₯¦πŸŒœπŸ¦‹πŸ’”πŸ€“πŸ“πŸΆπŸ

 2025

By: Miss Makeda πŸ™‰πŸ₯¦πŸŒœπŸ¦‹πŸ’”πŸ€“πŸ“πŸΆπŸπŸ’Œ

I will invent the Am I Getting (Comfortable) And (Uncomfortable) ? (Poem).

Both of us act and look comfortable and uncomfortable around each other.

I love your teeth in your mouth Rynzetrius.

I don't know if you still have your hazel brown contacts anymore or your glasses.

I like the way you smell when you take showers with yet, of course Irish Springs.

I look at you like I really got to know you.

You look at me like you know me too.

Both of us have a lot of things honestly in common.

Rynzetrius your my equal.

This love I feel is something more happy throughout my good eye contact.

Every feeling grows deeper and deeper.



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