Your voice is fresh baked bread.
Your eyes hold oceans I wish to dive into.
Your lips are soft flower petals i long to hold against my cheek.
Wrapped in your arms, I find myself everywhere at once. Connected to the cosmos by your love.
I live off these dreams and reminisces of you. If all I have left are these memories, then I shall happily spend most of my days with closed eyes.
Nov 12, 2017
Nov 12, 2017 at 12:29 AM UTC
Your voice is fresh baked bread.
Your eyes hold oceans I wish to dive into.
Your lips are soft flower petals i long to hold against my cheek.
Wrapped in your arms, I find myself everywhere at once. Connected to the cosmos by your love.
I live off these dreams and reminisces of you. If all I have left are these memories, then I shall happily spend most of my days with closed eyes.
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