Calloused fingers from pulling back that bow string. Focused eyes from never missing a target. Quick thinking from having to act upon pure instinct before anything else.
Soft brown hair that tickles the base of his neck. Amber eyes that reflects the light copper. A smile that could melt any heart.
Soft hands that hold me in times of need. Gentle lips that soothe me. A heartbeat that I know is pure.
You're my archer.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Book 1
PoetryRandom Poetry! This is just a cute selection of them. 😊 They're not necessarily in any particular order, they're just in the order of randomness! So *warning*: the emotions WILL fluctuate a lot!! And also *warning* possible profanity. STARTED: Marc...
