i love you
i feel a pit in my stomach
i love you
i love you
i do not deserve you
you are an angel
crafted from warmth
sculpted from light
your eyes were formed from the soil of the earth
and your skin the light of the moon
ah
what i would do to be in your presence!
ah,
like the moon tugs in an incessant loop
i am drawn to you
ah?
what would i do to touch your skin
to feel your breath on my neck
to feel,
to feel,
to feel,
you are what makes me feel!
to be adored by you!
ah!
Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 4:23 PM UTC
i love you
i feel a pit in my stomach
i love you
i love you
i do not deserve you
you are an angel
crafted from warmth
sculpted from light
your eyes were formed from the soil of the earth
and your skin the light of the moon
ah
what i would do to be in your presence!
ah,
like the moon tugs in an incessant loop
i am drawn to you
ah?
what would i do to touch your skin
to feel your breath on my neck
to feel,
to feel,
to feel,
you are what makes me feel!
to be adored by you!
ah!
this was written in a somewhat surreal state at very early hours of the morning
