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The characters you form into words
tingle on my tongue
I can almost taste them
like sweetness
laced with luxuria
I'd love to pause within them
so that I could just sit
unnoticed
while you scribe beautiful
curls and swirls
around me
Your pen in motion would tell me
how my name would sound
when whispered by you.
Tiptoeing
around loving words so gentle
I would feel them beneath my toes
as they brush over them
playfully
Wandering slowly between phrases,
phrases that truly capture my heart
causing an ache inside
so deep
it's not in my chest anymore
Longingly lingering in your stanzas
filled with metaphors
decorated
with your scent
I close my eyes, and inhale
My pupils dilate
at the thought of you,
writing
There's such an intense
expression
on your face
I want to reach out ....
If you didn't notice me
I could stare deep
into those delicious eyes
so dark
I sit here,
I wonder what I would see..
I wonder what you are like..
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Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 1:54 AM UTC
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The characters you form into words
tingle on my tongue
I can almost taste them
like sweetness
laced with luxuria
I'd love to pause within them
so that I could just sit
unnoticed
while you scribe beautiful
curls and swirls
around me
Your pen in motion would tell me
how my name would sound
when whispered by you.
Tiptoeing
around loving words so gentle
I would feel them beneath my toes
as they brush over them
playfully
Wandering slowly between phrases,
phrases that truly capture my heart
causing an ache inside
so deep
it's not in my chest anymore
Longingly lingering in your stanzas
filled with metaphors
decorated
with your scent
I close my eyes, and inhale
My pupils dilate
at the thought of you,
writing
There's such an intense
expression
on your face
I want to reach out ....
If you didn't notice me
I could stare deep
into those delicious eyes
so dark
I sit here,
I wonder what I would see..
I wonder what you are like..
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