i love to love.
i love to show love.
i love to hold your hand, intertwine our arms, caress your curves,
write scribbles on your back,
and draw circles in your palm.
i love to hug you,
cuddle with you
and play with your hair.
i love to put my leg over yours,
to lightly tickle your waist
and caress your cheek.
i love to love.
and quite frankly, you're the one person whom i love to show love to.
YOU ARE READING
Escapism
شِعرit's better to write your thoughts down than voice them to deaf ears that lead to uninterested hearts.
