You asked me once
What do you love about me
And I didn't know where to start
Your smile, for one
All your perfect teeth revealed
And your eyes crinkle
And you look so fudging happy
Your eyes are something else
Not just brown but a chocolately
Amber gold color
They sparkle all the time
Your nose is so cute
It's big and it's a little crooked
But I love it because it shows that
Even the prettiest things have scars
Your ears are really big too
You don't like them
But I do
Because they know how to listen.
I love your hands
Because they trace lines
On my skin
They send chills down my spine
Your arms are my protection
They held me when nothing else
And no one else would
And still they hold me
I am especially in love with your chest
Because I can lay my head there
And listen to your heart
It helps me sleep
That's only surface level darling
You make me laugh when I'm sad
Without saying a word
You know how to help fix me
You take every part of me
All my healing wounds
Take me with my bandages
And my stitches
I love your soul
It's lively and happy and wise and old and childish and weird and crazy
But damn do I love it
I love all of you
What do you love about me
Everything
I love absolutely everything
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Whispers Of Our Soul
PoetryWords are the lifeline that connect my heart to the world. This is a collection of my 2am confessions and my 12pm ideas. Told from the viewpoint of my struggling mind, my broken heart, my wild soul, and my screaming mouth. "Distruggi quello che ti d...
