Your voice sounded like the ocean
crashing and weaving into me
A tidal wave stirring up my soul.
Twisting and turning while manic
whispers trickled down my spine.
I fell in love with cool goosebumps
and feathered hair prickling my neck.
With gentle hands and nervous smiles
such heavy breath with anxious energy.
Apr 4, 2013
Apr 4, 2013 at 1:20 AM UTC
Your voice sounded like the ocean
crashing and weaving into me
A tidal wave stirring up my soul.
Twisting and turning while manic
whispers trickled down my spine.
I fell in love with cool goosebumps
and feathered hair prickling my neck.
With gentle hands and nervous smiles
such heavy breath with anxious energy.
