I reach for your curls as you smile at me,
(I want to feel their smooth softness,
when I twirl them with gentle fingers.)
Your smile grows and searches mine,
(but I'm somehow too far away
for you to catch your lips with mine)
I grasp in the air about the same time
as you bump your mouth to the screen;
(Sadly, none of us can do magic.)
Feb 21, 2012
Feb 21, 2012 at 2:34 AM UTC
I reach for your curls as you smile at me,
(I want to feel their smooth softness,
when I twirl them with gentle fingers.)
Your smile grows and searches mine,
(but I'm somehow too far away
for you to catch your lips with mine)
I grasp in the air about the same time
as you bump your mouth to the screen;
(Sadly, none of us can do magic.)
Long distance relationships? Oh yes, they do ****
This was a short one - the relationship AND the poem. But the guy was really cute, and I still consider him one of my friends. April 2009.
