Blue eyes
Tinder,
Caution-filled,
Catch my gaze.
Across the way.
From my stare
Back.
Strangers,
Being familiarized.
His pale skin.
His unshaven
Whiskers.
I smile.
He shoots
A beam of heaven
My way
And I bathe
In its angelic
Warming glow.
The rain
Humid and patting.
Lightly
Outside
Of my brain.
And pumping
Along with the
Rain,
My heart beats
Harder
As the special
One
Approaches .
His lips part.
The air
Escapes.
Leaps off of his
Tongue.
He speaks.
May 18, 2015
May 18, 2015 at 10:00 PM UTC
Blue eyes
Tinder,
Caution-filled,
Catch my gaze.
Across the way.
From my stare
Back.
Strangers,
Being familiarized.
His pale skin.
His unshaven
Whiskers.
I smile.
He shoots
A beam of heaven
My way
And I bathe
In its angelic
Warming glow.
The rain
Humid and patting.
Lightly
Outside
Of my brain.
And pumping
Along with the
Rain,
My heart beats
Harder
As the special
One
Approaches .
His lips part.
The air
Escapes.
Leaps off of his
Tongue.
He speaks.
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