Wood counters separating us. Not only that,
Years of distance.
You talk, I listen. Or maybe I don't,
easily lost in the smooth curve of your neck, the sharp bridge of your nose and between the long strands of dark brown hair that reveal those beautiful expressions of yours.
Shivers, your laugh echoes throughout the room and into my heart.
And I realize, that's something I could live off of for an eternity,
the desire to make you happy.
Dec 10, 2019
Dec 10, 2019 at 5:56 AM UTC
Wood counters separating us. Not only that,
Years of distance.
You talk, I listen. Or maybe I don't,
easily lost in the smooth curve of your neck, the sharp bridge of your nose and between the long strands of dark brown hair that reveal those beautiful expressions of yours.
Shivers, your laugh echoes throughout the room and into my heart.
And I realize, that's something I could live off of for an eternity,
the desire to make you happy.