You turn right to me,
look at me,
to say nothing with your lips,
but everything with your eyes.
You turn back to the window,
and I think of how I just want to be inside.
Not just in your intricate yet simple mind,
But in your whole being.
I long to dwell within you,
To experience every bit of kindness,
To feel all the love you give me.
Because that way, you and I will never have to worry if there's enough love between us.
Love will be all we leave room for.
Nov 17, 2011
Nov 17, 2011 at 5:53 PM UTC
You turn right to me,
look at me,
to say nothing with your lips,
but everything with your eyes.
You turn back to the window,
and I think of how I just want to be inside.
Not just in your intricate yet simple mind,
But in your whole being.
I long to dwell within you,
To experience every bit of kindness,
To feel all the love you give me.
Because that way, you and I will never have to worry if there's enough love between us.
Love will be all we leave room for.