I want to describe you with the most brilliant poetry.
I want to tell with beautiful words how you have a slight smirk when you smile, one side of your mouth raising higher than the other.
I want to compare your eyes to the ocean or the sky, so blue I can't look away.
I want to describe your hands, so exotically carved that I can see your bones as your fingers dance across the piano.
I want you to be astonished at how I can beautifully string together the most amazing words in my vocabulary just to try and describe how you make me feel.
I want to be a poet for you.
Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 6:05 PM UTC
I want to describe you with the most brilliant poetry.
I want to tell with beautiful words how you have a slight smirk when you smile, one side of your mouth raising higher than the other.
I want to compare your eyes to the ocean or the sky, so blue I can't look away.
I want to describe your hands, so exotically carved that I can see your bones as your fingers dance across the piano.
I want you to be astonished at how I can beautifully string together the most amazing words in my vocabulary just to try and describe how you make me feel.
I want to be a poet for you.
