you smell like summer
and midnight adventures,
like warmth and home
and love-lots of it.
I close my eyes
and take you in
through all of my senses-
the sound of your
croaky, sleepy voice in the early morning,
the touch of your calloused hands
on the bare skin of my waist
and I open my eyes
and study the way
you look down at me,
blue-green eyes flickering
with either mischief, longing, adoration,
or perhaps all three.
I want to memorize every inch of you,
every imperfection and scar and flaw.
How could I not adore
all that you are?
YOU ARE READING
SUMMER SOLACE
Poetry[PROSE & POETRY] i am in search to find myself an oasis underneath the yellow yolked sun / who knew I'd find my summer solace in the creases of your smile?
