a poem for Clay
i love your hands
the way you strum the guitar
or how you touch me
like i am a porcelain dolli love your smile
i love when i make it happen
in the sun or the moon or my room or school
and the laugh that comes withi love your voice
how you say my name
when you whisper to me
when you're too loud to be okayi love your secrets
i would never share them
never on paper
or to another soul
they are yours and minei love everything about you
i love you
your hair and yours eyes
your bounce and your sugar taste
your kiss and your singing
your wit and your charm
i love youi love you
like the carelessness of a popsicle
dripping through my fingers
i love you
like you love Taylor Swift
or cheesy pop music
i love you
like i love summer
and the beach and sand and candyi love you
when you break down your walls
when you tease me
when you call my phone
when you say "Georgie"
i love it all.
i love you
when you text me goodnight
when you text me good morning
when you text me in class
saying that's it's boring
i love it all.
i love you
even when you're mean
when i don't know who you are
when i don't recognize my Clay
when your jokes don't feel good
when your shell is up
i love it all.maybe you're toxic for me
or maybe it's just common love
to have someone
who gives you
ups and downs
and everything in between
who leaves you with everything
and comes back to take it awaymaybe it's just common love
to fall for someone you can't have
the only person
who won't love you back
who you will love for years
and be aching day and night for
and only when you have the balls
will you confess your love
and even then
you don't know if it was worth itmaybe it's just common love
to feel like days with you are mere seconds
to feel like jesus himself when you touch me
to feel like i'm walking on air when you kiss meforever yours,
George
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[dreamnotfound] forever yours, George
Hayran Kurguevery time a year goes by, George loves him a little bit more. ~~~ dreamnotfound/dream x george