❤Your name is the sweet, sticky honey dripping down my chin of golden brown.
❤Your skin is the morning dew on a web after a spring storm.
❤Your smile is the golden rays of sunshine coming in my window during sundown.
❤Your voice sends shivers from head to toe, as it is deeper than trenches on the ocean's floors.
❤Your heart is the first flower in her yard to bloom. It is the most astonishing of all.
❤Your personality is the birds chirping on a quiet morning and a lonely bee pollinating the most beautiful of blooms.
❤Your eyes are the doors to a labyrinth of low hedges that I still can't see over no matter how much I tower them.
❤your hands, which hold your fingers are the trees and it's branches dancing in the winds of a forest full of other beautiful dancers whom I fear you will gift a standing ovation.
❤Your back that is a blank canvas full of paintings, each more beautiful than the last,Al a canvas I want to paint on and make paintings of us, each more meaningful than the last.
❤You. You are the roller coaster I am scares of riding, but am still curious enough to want to experience head on.✨You are, I am✨
-Daylin 2017
(November 17)
YOU ARE READING
Songs of a Lover's Heart.
PoetryThese are poems I've written in my diary. Please be gentle with your opinions, you are reading my heart. 💖Enjoy💖