Unfold Me. Poem by Chelsea Blick

It’s the way that your lips
Began to form in every smile
The corner lifts up high
Showing those pearly whites
And how your charming voice
Runs smoothly through my ears
Those big brown beautiful eyes
Got me searching for the black
Circles covered by those droopy
lids, and oh how they squint
With each laugh your ease on out
I feel so cool when your near
But at the same moment…
I am bursting into flames!
Keep on coming in close
Your knocking down the walls
And I am loving every single
venerable second of it all
Keep on calling my name
Cause no one can make it
Sound so damn good
Except for you, handle me
Gently, and unfold me gradually