blue eyes
green eyes
blue-green orbs
in the early morning light.
and a smile so small
i could easily dismiss it
if it didn’t curl my toes in the best way.
both peer into my soul and i stare back
caught.
captured.
enamored.
i feel your fingers in my hair
and i can feel myself doing the same.
our legs tangle in a
comfortable mess
and we sink into
the warmth
of each other.
Jan 16, 2020
Jan 16, 2020 at 2:19 AM UTC
blue eyes
green eyes
blue-green orbs
in the early morning light.
and a smile so small
i could easily dismiss it
if it didn’t curl my toes in the best way.
both peer into my soul and i stare back
caught.
captured.
enamored.
i feel your fingers in my hair
and i can feel myself doing the same.
our legs tangle in a
comfortable mess
and we sink into
the warmth
of each other.
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