her hands...
that's all i wanna hold
her smile...
that's all i wanna see.
honey reminds her
with the royalty it brings.
she's cute and shy around other
ones
but around me
she's on fire -
and keeps mine going on.
i fell too deep
i fall and now...
i only want to press her lips to mine
won't let her go from my arms
or be in hers
lay down next to her
and talk about the things..
her blue dress is looking wonderful
and she smells so sweet
like citrus...
her lips are shinning
as i kiss her
i taste the honey
and its taste gives me butterflies
oh
she smilles
after seeing my cheeks red.
she puts me closer
and put her head down
on my shoulder.
one her hand is on my chest
the other -
on leg.
i feel the happiest girl alive
i am not able to describe what i've been feeling.
i love you
i hear her murmur these words
and catch myself saying
i love you baby girl
the same time
as i kiss her forehead...
YOU ARE READING
a girl. her
Short StoryFirst try letting my feelings out. May it be the first pancake ever - not the one that you've been hoping, but maybe better than the worst. I hope every reader will feel more or less, see themselves more or less in these words and sentences. I hope...
