waha a little poetry about a trans boy im head over heels for :3

“Pretty boy”

I wouldn’t want to put you off by calling you anything but handsome

Though I can easily describe you as beautiful, gorgeous, wonderful, pretty, dashing-

You want to argue it's not effortless when your side profile draws in all eyes, saying something about how your efforts have just culminated, which I believe, but you don’t understand the softness in your eyes and lovely warmth of your features that make me want to create.

I’m surely not alone,

You being the beholder of stares just from existing around others, something I pray I can continue to do

Pretty boy, gentle soul and outgoing heart. Perfect without pedestal as I greedily take up your time.

(If you know me no you don't [jk] but I physically cannot express this to them irl so I shall place it here)