I love the way your eyes sparkle at the slightest enjoyable thing. The way the deep pools of blue swirl with wonderment and as they reach mine, the sides crinkle in amusement, curling up just like the sides of your lips. Your nose scrunches up a little as your lips part, revealing pearly white teeth, sometimes even letting out an airy laugh. I love the way your hands dance on the skin of my arm and my hands, the way your legs brush against mine as we lay together staring at the night sky or just the ceiling of my room. I love the way your lips brush against my ear lobe, whispering soft sweet nothings and filling my mind with unattainable hopes; leaving me to only daydream of them, never quite getting a taste. I love the way your forehead rests against mine as we sit in the quiet, relishing in the high of young love. I love the way you would set off sparks around us everytime you touched your lips to mine. How you would hold me close as if trying to keep me together. I miss those tiny moments we shared. I miss the love. I miss your figure holding onto mine. I miss having your arms wrapped around my waist and my face in the soft of your neck. I miss you.
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- Poetry -
PoetryObviously it's in the title Should I write a haiku for the description? I feel the need to. ~~~~~ Welcome to my book It is about poetry May be humorous ~~~~~
