TINY LITTLE BOAT

I listen to his voice like a note of my favourite song;

Doesn't matter how many times I repeat it, it always feels warm.

His presence strikes me like a thunderbolt; really captivating,

Which sways my heart's tiny little boat.

I glance through his eyes as I peak into his soul;

Dreamy doue eyes filled with honey and coal.

His floral smile is like an honour rarely received.

These thoughts made me realise that my feelings are no longer conceiled.