I slipped into your eyes today.
As the seconds slowed and her gaze lingered,
a new flame was born in my mind.
You came in through my windows,
gathering soundless words as kindling for my fire.
I am brightened with the presence of you.
Sparks started to fly and begin to spread,
wakening all the hibernating seeds of thoughts and dreams.
With each look they grow stronger and taller,
I am now captivated by your world.
Each moment that passes only reminds me of the could be.
The whisper of your breath along my skin stops my heart.
Around you I am flustered,
how can I talk when your beauty takes my breath away.
Come closer to me and hold my hand.
These shivers down my spine are for you.
What could be is only in tomorrow.
So what do you want to do today?
Summer 2001
Feb 3, 2013
Feb 3, 2013 at 3:43 PM UTC
I slipped into your eyes today.
As the seconds slowed and her gaze lingered,
a new flame was born in my mind.
You came in through my windows,
gathering soundless words as kindling for my fire.
I am brightened with the presence of you.
Sparks started to fly and begin to spread,
wakening all the hibernating seeds of thoughts and dreams.
With each look they grow stronger and taller,
I am now captivated by your world.
Each moment that passes only reminds me of the could be.
The whisper of your breath along my skin stops my heart.
Around you I am flustered,
how can I talk when your beauty takes my breath away.
Come closer to me and hold my hand.
These shivers down my spine are for you.
What could be is only in tomorrow.
So what do you want to do today?
Summer 2001
