Your eyes never seem to leave mine.
But how could I not stare at the flowing Carmel that runs through them.
Oh, how you make me feel...soft.
Like a single blade of grass, galantly dancing in the wind without a care in the world.
Just dancing, freely.
I'd dance my nights away with you if it meant I could spend the mornings wrapped in your arms, gazing at Carmel hazed eyes.
Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 5:39 AM UTC
Your eyes never seem to leave mine.
But how could I not stare at the flowing Carmel that runs through them.
Oh, how you make me feel...soft.
Like a single blade of grass, galantly dancing in the wind without a care in the world.
Just dancing, freely.
I'd dance my nights away with you if it meant I could spend the mornings wrapped in your arms, gazing at Carmel hazed eyes.
