i study your face like a map.
i see the curve of your lips,
the plan of tiny freckles across the bridge of your nose.
the flecks in your eyes like stars.
i look at your face and i know,
this is the face i want to spend
my days with,
because in your face i see my future mapped out before me
and i can't wait to start my travels.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetrya collection of words straight from thoughts to paper. (cover credit to @ParisLove-)