I know the ridges of your body
down to the way your lashes
kiss your cheeks
I know the sweet taste of your skin
and memorized the sighs that
escaped your lips
I know the awe of a sunrise
and that they'll never compare to
the mornings when you first open your eyes
I know the rumble of your voice
when you reminded me
"I love you and it's an inevitable choice."
What I don't know
is how to run in the rain without
drowning in your kiss
How to curl in someone's arms
and forget your warmth isn't his
How to slip my fingers in another hand
and overlook how the spaces don't fit
I know so many things
about your soul and smile
but will I ever know
how to live without it?
(M.S.)
Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 2:53 PM UTC
I know the ridges of your body
down to the way your lashes
kiss your cheeks
I know the sweet taste of your skin
and memorized the sighs that
escaped your lips
I know the awe of a sunrise
and that they'll never compare to
the mornings when you first open your eyes
I know the rumble of your voice
when you reminded me
"I love you and it's an inevitable choice."
What I don't know
is how to run in the rain without
drowning in your kiss
How to curl in someone's arms
and forget your warmth isn't his
How to slip my fingers in another hand
and overlook how the spaces don't fit
I know so many things
about your soul and smile
but will I ever know
how to live without it?
(M.S.)
