Mushy traitor

There's a minty smell

Roaming all around my head

Seems a little weird

That my heart was falling

For his alluring eyes

To me, A prepossessing sight.

way he speaks all those words

I hear them around- me

Like touching my mushy brim

With his rigid- long

Taste in my mouth remains the same

I'd wanna know what else

we can carve up

To make a place.

The way he nudged

I'd be a traitor to myself.

There's a minty smell

Roaming all around my mind and scrape-

But I only see you

Owning around my shape.