The fluttering of the butterflies tickle my insides
Every joke, every compliment, every satisfying word
I am in love with the idea of you, the
way your smile meets perfectly with your cheekbones
The way your eyes strike mine in a moment of intimacy
I am in love with your presence,
your smell, and your laugh
Your love is like the fierce wind
I can't see it
But I can feel it
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 1:45 PM UTC
The fluttering of the butterflies tickle my insides
Every joke, every compliment, every satisfying word
I am in love with the idea of you, the
way your smile meets perfectly with your cheekbones
The way your eyes strike mine in a moment of intimacy
I am in love with your presence,
your smell, and your laugh
Your love is like the fierce wind
I can't see it
But I can feel it
