Imagine this,
Its finally the day I belong with my beloved
Their hand in mine
And the music box plays our song
We are alone in quite
It our little world
Made from the slik i weave, and the gold they mined
We built us a home and every bit customized to our desire
We made it a safe place for two
Our little nest
So at 2 am hand in hand we glide across the living room floor
And we pause, lost in your eyes i pull you closer
My fingers weaving into the tips of your hair
And we kiss, sweet and awkward
But with you it doesn't matter, nothing does
Because i love you in every sense of the word
And our awkward kisses are lovely to me because everything is beautiful when it comes to you
YOU ARE READING
To My Lovers
PoesíaI hope you miss me everytime you see the moon And i hope every starry sky reminds you of me
