I love her smiles oh her smile
It lights up a room, brightens my day
Her laugh, it’s contagious, rich, deep, sweet and pure.
I love the way she steeps, soft, still, peaceful, content.
Her pacing breath a metronome, in out in out in out
Lost in a sea of dreams, her eyes shut tight, her lips a smirk.
I love her eyes, a soft brown, the way they show the way she feels
Lively, burning with passion or solemn, humble and kind.
I love how they light up when she’s talking about things she loves.
I love her hugs, they send tingles up and down my spine
The way her arms fit perfectly around my waist. Her hugs are tight
Like she means it, filled with her passion for me.
I love the way she mindlessly plays with her hair,
Looking off into space, deeply lost in thought.
I love the way she sings to every song that
comes on the radio. The way she opens up and lets the lyrics take her away.
I love when she’s half awake, teetering on the edge
of dreams, how her voice gets higher and her thoughts lose meaning.
She’s so innocent, vulnerable at most. I love how she
trusts me to see that side of her. Her trust in me runs so deep.
She trusts me with her hopes and dreams, her deepest, darkest fears.
It takes so much to open up and she trusted me to break down her walls.
She trusts me not to hurt her, to hold her close and
take away her fears, scare away her demons.
And I will. I promise I will
Because I love her.
Apr 22, 2016
Apr 22, 2016 at 12:07 PM UTC
I love her smiles oh her smile
It lights up a room, brightens my day
Her laugh, it’s contagious, rich, deep, sweet and pure.
I love the way she steeps, soft, still, peaceful, content.
Her pacing breath a metronome, in out in out in out
Lost in a sea of dreams, her eyes shut tight, her lips a smirk.
I love her eyes, a soft brown, the way they show the way she feels
Lively, burning with passion or solemn, humble and kind.
I love how they light up when she’s talking about things she loves.
I love her hugs, they send tingles up and down my spine
The way her arms fit perfectly around my waist. Her hugs are tight
Like she means it, filled with her passion for me.
I love the way she mindlessly plays with her hair,
Looking off into space, deeply lost in thought.
I love the way she sings to every song that
comes on the radio. The way she opens up and lets the lyrics take her away.
I love when she’s half awake, teetering on the edge
of dreams, how her voice gets higher and her thoughts lose meaning.
She’s so innocent, vulnerable at most. I love how she
trusts me to see that side of her. Her trust in me runs so deep.
She trusts me with her hopes and dreams, her deepest, darkest fears.
It takes so much to open up and she trusted me to break down her walls.
She trusts me not to hurt her, to hold her close and
take away her fears, scare away her demons.
And I will. I promise I will
Because I love her.
