It seems like
I’m holding my feelings inside,
all closed up and
secret like.
I’m desperately avoiding your beautiful eyes
for fear that I might
burst.
If only
I could be bold,
I would stop hiding
from your eyes,
and lay my words of love
on your lips
with my lips.
Because I’m pretty sure
that I’ve never felt anything
as singularly beautiful
as the touch of your fingers
on my bare skin.
You seem to me an explorer,
seeking to uncover the
undiscovered
parts of my heart,
knowing you’ll find treasure.
And after you’ve walked away
you’re scent lingers
and teases my senses.
I find myself searching for you
around corners;
knowing you’re not there
but hoping you are
anyways.
Do you think
that you could just hold me
forever?
I will match my breathing to yours
and pretend to disappear
completely
in your arms.
No comments:
Post a Comment