Your bright smile,
Twinkling eyes,
The looks you give me
Create butterflies.

Soft hands,
Gentle touch,
You seem to love
Making me blush.

Sweet kisses
On my cheek,
Would make my knees
Immediately go weak.

I've had this feeling many time
But not quite like this.
So I want you to be
My first kiss.

You may not know
Or maybe you do,
But ny now you should know,
I like you.

-Atania Brathwaite

Written September 30 2012