I met a girl who
I swear was like the wind
always slipping through
my outstretched fingers.
she could make your
blood run cold
all while
warming your heart
in her silence.
she had the ocean
in her voice
and the waves in her
fingertips always leaving
me breathless in her
movement.
there wasn’t just fire
in her lips
no,
It was in her smile,
and her tongue,
and in her gaze
that spread through
your lungs and always
seemed like it was aimed
directely to the center of
your chest.
when she leaves
she’ll go with two things,
a goodbye
and your smile.
Nov 10, 2012
Nov 10, 2012 at 12:16 AM UTC
I met a girl who
I swear was like the wind
always slipping through
my outstretched fingers.
she could make your
blood run cold
all while
warming your heart
in her silence.
she had the ocean
in her voice
and the waves in her
fingertips always leaving
me breathless in her
movement.
there wasn’t just fire
in her lips
no,
It was in her smile,
and her tongue,
and in her gaze
that spread through
your lungs and always
seemed like it was aimed
directely to the center of
your chest.
when she leaves
she’ll go with two things,
a goodbye
and your smile.