You graze my neck with the tip of your finger
You kiss me strong and you let it linger
I looked into your eyes to see if I could see the way that you see me
All I could see was a timid smile of a girl who doesn't know her own beauty
I thought if I looked hard enough I would know what you were thinking
I looked away to avoid the feeling of sinking
I tried to connect the dots of the freckles on your shoulder
It was no use I could feel myself falling into you like the weight of a boulder
The rich soil underneath us turning into quicksand
Somehow I felt like a pebble in your hands
Big enough to throw, but too small to know where it lands
A breeze takes my thoughts with it as it moves past
Focusing only on the moment and how long it will last
Mar 23, 2011
Mar 23, 2011 at 6:49 AM UTC
You graze my neck with the tip of your finger
You kiss me strong and you let it linger
I looked into your eyes to see if I could see the way that you see me
All I could see was a timid smile of a girl who doesn't know her own beauty
I thought if I looked hard enough I would know what you were thinking
I looked away to avoid the feeling of sinking
I tried to connect the dots of the freckles on your shoulder
It was no use I could feel myself falling into you like the weight of a boulder
The rich soil underneath us turning into quicksand
Somehow I felt like a pebble in your hands
Big enough to throw, but too small to know where it lands
A breeze takes my thoughts with it as it moves past
Focusing only on the moment and how long it will last
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