In court

Lately I’ve been accused.
I am being accused of dreaming for hours, imagining us on a calm night, sitting on some grass, counting stars, wishing upon shooting ones.
I am being accused of picturing again and again every move, every touch.
Accused… of feeling your lips on mine, of putting my hands around your neck, of wanting to be nearer, of wanting nothing else.
Accused… of seeing no one else among all those people, of feeling that electric current going through me and tingling my body whenever I look into your eyes.
Accused… of smiling when I see your face, of saying the world doesn’t matter once our stares are locked.
Accused… of falling…
I will not be on the defensive because if falling for you is a crime… then I’m guilty as charged!



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