**I know my poem writing has been so off lately, but it's been a mix between exams, work, my Spiritual life and family. I hope you all forgive me for my absences & inconsistency in my writings! ❤️ Writers block has also been a pain! I've been going through a lot of emotional transitions in my life. It's affected a lot and it's taken a lot of my energy to get myself back together. I'm starting to feel myself. Thank you so much to all of my readers. Every single one of you. Enjoy x.** -Yasmine
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Haven't you ever wanted someone,
to simply understand the level of love that you wish to share with another?
Have you ever wanted someone,
to pay attention to so many of your details?
the details of you? that tell your story...
Or... Have you ever wanted someone,
to just understand you? Protect you?
Those, folks, are details.
Details are small little aspects of something, or someone, or even people.
But your details... Your details can only be read by someone,
Who truly wants to read them.
What kind of details you say?
Well... Imagine someone who focuses on:
The way your hair curls up, or moves swiftly to the path of the wind...
The way you dress,
The way you smell,
The way you carefully put yourself together everyday...
The way your pupils dilate when you're excited...
The way your lips turn when you smile at
something that amazes you or even simply interests you...
The way your shoulders relax when you're comfortable...
The swift of your legs crossing one over the other, as a display of modesty...
The way your hands fold into each other, and
your chin sits on them when you're thinking...
The way your diaphragm changes patterns with the way that you're breathing...
Or even... The way you simply grin a grin of satisfaction...
The way your skin glistens in the rays of the sun...
The way your blinking changes based on your mood...
The way your body responds and adapts, differently...
The way someone studies you, Pays attention to you. That's love.
