When would you ever get past this phase?
You mean this shy stage where you look me in the eyes and it feels like I'm about to drown?
Or is it the never ending vibrations I get whenever you touch me?
Perhaps it is when you trail a finger down my cheek and tell me I'm the prettiest of them all
Probably when the sky reaches the ground
Probably never.
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Moonlight Hours
PoetryWhat happens when two strangers sit under the sky every night and look into each other's eyes? They fall in love.
