Crush Poem

Ignoring me, you let your
Beautiful big eyes rest on your screens

Fine. Be that way then.

I will brush your cheeks
As an old memory

Breeze into your shining hair, newly highlighted,
As a vague question in your mind

Rest on your lips
As a sigh

And then you will look up
See me and smile, realizing
I am an answer to your secret.

It’s that simple.
Here, take my hand.

Raj Karamchedu