The sweet kisses like butterfly wings
Against your melting cheeks,
An adorably natural blush, why not intensify it?

Fluttering eyelashes in my direction
Mascara is absolutely unnecessary,
I’d love to get lost in those eyes of yours, will you let me?

The insecure lip being gnawed on by your pearly whites,
Lips like tulips, delicate and pure
Will they intoxicate me?

Like a fine wine, your scent lingers in the air
Welcome euphoria, my good friend.

Our intertwined fingers,
I never want to let go,
My skin burns at the touch, I love it.
Why are you unaffected while I suffer so much?

Soft locks that brush past my cheek, heaven in your long tresses
The world seems to be in my favour.
The aroma, it’s addicting
Why do you test me?

‘My best friend, not my first love…’
I try to convince myself.
‘It’s completely normal for girls to be touchy…’
Resistance is futile, like a siren you bewitch me
Why is it so?

I lift your chin, meeting your loving yet playful gaze
Full of unsuspecting innocence, sisterly emotions
How unpleasant.

I crave for something more, like how I crave for chocolate
The more I devour, the more I desire
Just like how I want you, 
You’re a sin.

I simply don’t know whether you ignore or genuinely don’t notice my begging eyes,
Pleading for you to understand me, my love.
How shall I prove my chivalry? How can I become your prince charming?
When I am but a mere female myself, in an unaccepting society.
I wouldn’t even think to dare; I’m not brave enough.

“What’s wrong?” You ask
As if I could answer that, if it was only that simple?
In your eyes, we share a platonic relationship,
I’m the ‘big sister’ you’ve always wanted.
Do you want me to be like this?
Do you know what kind of distress I go through?
You’re a nuisance.

With every painful embrace, my heart aches.
A bow caressing my weak heartstrings.
You play a bittersweet melody, I am your violin
Wistfulness is my being.

Our platonic love must continue like this,
No matter how painful, how deplorable my passion may be
Your joy is my goal, I must keep my yearning aside
A girl mustn’t love another girl, It’s immoral
Yet I am desperate to pour out my undying love for you.
 

Your lovely name dances on the tip of my tongue,

My only, cherished one..