From the texture of your skin
To your dorkiest grin
I've fallen hard for you
And though that's nothing new
It will never get old
Knowing you're mine to hold,
All mine to keep.
With every risk and every leap,
There is never a bit of regret
Because these feelings are dead set
At nights, I dream our future
When soon needs to be sooner
With daylight I see our fortune
And I feel as if I might swoon
Knowing that you're mine
Baby, that's more than fine.
YOU ARE READING
The Collection
PoetryOkay so you see an artist's sketchbook and it can be full of random fun doodles or just scribbles. This is kind of like that. Except it's my poetry. And I don't know if there's a word for that but please do read and feel free to critisize as long...
