you
I'm good with words and creating metaphors on pages that seem to capture my emotions
but then I met you
and a mere simple sentence or simile cannot compare to you
I've always been great at guarding my heart and never going too far, but for you I opened my rib cage to reveal my most inner insecurities and unmasked my soul to find comfort in your emerald eyes.
Looking at you I see a home within a person.
If loving is breathing I would take you in with every delicate sigh
The curves of our lips meet and it's like kissing the earth as you colour my mind with beauty, for nothing could be more passionate nor more perfect than losing myself in you.
You are art in the purest form for you make me feel something real.
Mar 17, 2016
Mar 17, 2016 at 4:49 PM UTC
you
I'm good with words and creating metaphors on pages that seem to capture my emotions
but then I met you
and a mere simple sentence or simile cannot compare to you
I've always been great at guarding my heart and never going too far, but for you I opened my rib cage to reveal my most inner insecurities and unmasked my soul to find comfort in your emerald eyes.
Looking at you I see a home within a person.
If loving is breathing I would take you in with every delicate sigh
The curves of our lips meet and it's like kissing the earth as you colour my mind with beauty, for nothing could be more passionate nor more perfect than losing myself in you.
You are art in the purest form for you make me feel something real.
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