My cheeks turn red from the help of the wind
Summers gone
Let winter begin
Toes now cold
My fingers too
I sense life would be different without you.
Like the moon and the sun
Life would be **** without them.
You warm my skin,
Cold toes and fingers.
You numb my lips,
Till my body shivers.
You touch me all over,
With curious fingertips.
I love everything about you
But mostly your lips.
Your Kiss.
Your fingertips.
So this is the truth,
There is nothing,
I mean nothing ,
I do not love about you.