I traced my fingers over every crevice, every dip
Explored your body in every way
I know every mole, every scar
Each with a story that made me fall for you even more
I traced the map of your veins but I still get lost
But getting lost in you is the greatest adventure of all
I could still hear your laughter ring through my ears
Oh such a melodious sound
I remember your smiles and the map of stars around your face
You'd get insecure each time I admire you
And each time, I'd tell you your perfect with all your stars and scars.
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Poems 'cause why not?
PoetryThese poems are supposed to be completely personal for only me and some for her, but why not share it? Surely, in some dimension, we all know how it feels to get our feelings toyed with, be strung along, be in pain, be happy at times too so... Here...
