It seems every good anology has been said in poetry
I could compare your smile to the sun
But that's so over done
I could compare your hugs to home
Wrapping me in your warm embrace
The feeling that this is the safest place
In the world
I could compare your lips to rose petals
So pink and soft
My lips have never felt something so gentle
The thorns of your teeth peircing my lips so perfectly
But this is just another already said anology
Everything is so been there done that or to cheesy for you to stand
I bet you'd puke if I told you my thoughts on your hands
How they feel like ocean waves on my body giving me goose bumps with a simple touch
Or if I told you your eyes remind me of a fall day
Which is to say they are the most beautiful things I've seen
And although your eyes are fall your smile is spring because of the warmth it brings
As if it is the sun
