If she doesn't get swept away
by your never ending charm.
If she doesn't trace her fingertips
down the tattoo there on your arm
If she doesn't find herself lost
in the shades of brown in your eyes
If the taste of your kiss on her lips
doesn't make her world feel paralyzed
If she doesn't wake up beside you
feeling blessed to have you another day
let me take her place?
YOU ARE READING
This Book is Probably About You.
ŞiirHis eyes are the perfect poem, i'll spend forever trying to write. On an endless search for adjectives, to capture them just right. I could try to write their meaning, but I think you'd fail to understand. 'Cause nothing quite that beautiful could b...
