It is not often I find myself here
At your side, creation all around us
Seldomly, I can go without the fear
It is only around those I can trust
Despite it all I have let myself fall
Head over heels in love with all of you
Even your hot, out of place, Southern drawl
Something about that magnetic blue hue
Always keeping me tethered to your side
Making me feel like I have everything
One day, you will become my blushing bride
Around our fingers will be silver string
Lips to lips and static filling my ears
No one else can decimate all my fears
YOU ARE READING
Static [manxman]
PoetryA poetry book telling the story of two scientists falling in love. [Trigger warnings: suicidal ideations, self-harm, substance abuse] ~Rose Coven Chronicles | Companion book to 'Rinse'~ [COMPLETE]