I fell in love with the way you speak and how your lips say my name.
I fell in love with the way you wrote a song just like your heart was holding the pen.
I fell in love with your stories, it touched my heart and gave me warmth in my soul.
I fell in love with your eyes that have untold stories and secrets.
I have read your lyrics and prose and it makes me feel better, because you're too good to be true.
It's like the pen you were holding was your heart and the ink you were using was your mind.
It's fascinating to think that there's someone like you.
YOU ARE READING
Four Seasons Growing Inside Me
PoetryThis is just a jumble of writing, poetry, self help, rolled into a little thing I'd like to call Four Seasons Growing Inside Me
