That happy trail of yours
is enough to make my insides
quiver.
it's the color of my hair
and the color of my soul.
//hold me//
I don't care if you're soaking wet
//wrap your arms around me//
kiss me?
// I'd love it//
let me feel butterflies
//touch my heart, touch my song//
let's share a towel
let's share oxygen
let's share rhymes
let's share reasons
//I love you?¿//
and I wish you'd love me too.
//flannel, facial hair, happy trail, cuddle bug//
YOU ARE READING
Requins
PoetrySome words thrown together, forming something along the lines of poetry.