There he is again,

with those glasses he thinks 

hides his fascinating eyes,

and that tousled hair,

trying so hard to give off 

a nonchalant vibe.

Lips moving softly to yet another

discussion with himself when he 

thinks no one is watching.

I won't even say he takes my breath away,

because I still want to be alive

to admire this nature's crown.

Perfection's alley.

Handsome in every language.

Whole in every way.

That face, it's so precise, my ink is dry of words of description.

He is a rare gem.

My emerald Prince.

My soft affection.

Beyond the symmetry of his features

lies the universe I admire most.

It is the way he carries storms

without announcing the rain.

The way kindness sits in his hands

like it had found a permanent home.

The way curiosity hangs around him like a shadow.

A mind that asks why

when everyone else accepts what.

So in love with knowledge, I wonder if there's space in your heart for me too.

He doesn't even know the way his eyes roll back when someone tries to argue without logic.

He doesn't even know that he lingers a little to much around gardens for someone who has sworn allegiance to libraries and labs.

Maybe beauty intrigues him as well.

He doesn't know that I love the way he dresses.

My Handsome Nerd,

please keep your glasses,

keep your unruly hair,

keep your endless conversations with yourself.

I love them dearly

And I love you more.

If they don't see the wonder in you, they're the ones blind.

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This one's dedicated to all my handsome nerds 😌 I promise, I'm not not in love wth anybody 🫣 I'm just being a writer 🖋️😂 next if for my handsome badboys✌️

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