You're Trouble

a beautiful poem written by a teen boy for his love ( imaginary)

You walk in like a whisper,
but your storm hits hard--
eyes sharp as daggers,
heart stitched with stars.

A grin that spells mischief,
a laugh like a dare,
you light fires in silence,
then vanish in air.

You don't knock on doors--
you break right through,
painting rules in red,
then rewriting them too.

Trouble in your smile,
danger in your grace,
but I'd still chase that wildfire
just to see your face.

You love like a rebel,
you speak like a flame,
every glance is a gamble,
every word, a game.

But baby, you're poetry
in unruly disguise--
a beautiful mess
in the world's neat lines.

So call it what you will,
a curse or a kiss,
but I fell into your chaos
and wouldn't change a thing of this.

You're trouble--
but God, you're worth the war.