Your fingers caress my face
As I rest my cheek in your palm
I can feel the blood rushing back in
As if this was the signal to feel alive again
The beating of our hearts become louder
Until it drowns out everything around us
Is this what home feels like?
You grab my chin and tilt my head upwards
Until our eyes meet
Your eyes are low,
Your eyes are *****
You pull me in and kiss me deep
I wrap my arms around your neck
As my legs become weak
Is this what passion feels like?
Two bottles of wine in and
Fear is completely out the window
As I allow my body to finally take over
Jan 4, 2020
Jan 4, 2020 at 1:24 PM UTC
Your fingers caress my face
As I rest my cheek in your palm
I can feel the blood rushing back in
As if this was the signal to feel alive again
The beating of our hearts become louder
Until it drowns out everything around us
Is this what home feels like?
You grab my chin and tilt my head upwards
Until our eyes meet
Your eyes are low,
Your eyes are *****
You pull me in and kiss me deep
I wrap my arms around your neck
As my legs become weak
Is this what passion feels like?
Two bottles of wine in and
Fear is completely out the window
As I allow my body to finally take over
