Thinking of You
I miss you-
the way you smile with your fingers gently
brushing my hair to the side.
I miss how you touch my cheek and murmur softly before you lean down to kiss me.
I miss your sweet kisses- the way it makes me close my eyes and feel my heart race.
I miss the way you slowly
curl your fingers into my hair, tagging gently and whispering to me..
sweet dirty things...
YOU ARE READING
TEARDROPS
PoetryJust Words. Random words that cut you deep. This is my world- and I'm a broken piece of artwork.
