(( this one sucks))
I think im falling in love with you
But society puts a label on my feelings
Because i haven't been around your physical being long enough to know
But you're my savior
And the way you touch my face and grip my waist
before you lay your lips against mine
and the long forgotten smile that stretches across my face
when we share forbidden greetings
You are my oxegyn
The way my heart twists and turns
when you speak
The laughs i cannot explain
Your hands feel warm against mind
I haven't felt that for the longest time
I am so in love with you
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
شِعرA collection of my thoughts. Maybe you can read them and feel as if they are yours too, or maybe you'll read them and think what the fuck. Either or, enjoy.
