If I was given a day
By god
Or whatever force there may be
It would be with you
In an empty room
and you would speak to me
I would ask no questions
Utter no words
Invisible buttons would be connecting my lips
You would speak of it all
What makes you laugh
Favorite memories
Why you're so shy
your weak spots
If you're selfish
what side of the bed you like
hot or cold
sweet or sour
Marvel or DC
I would watch
knuckles cracking
touseling of thick hair
squinty giggles
My heart would grow immensely
With every
Secret. Hobby. Weakness. Preference.
watching your lips move
and your face morph
With every emotion
my heart would reach to you in sorrows
and leap at triumphs
Butterflies would become a typical occurrence
a smile tattooed on my face
that's all I desire
You
I
voluntarily trapped in a room
shedding our skin
specifically yours
in no way is that strange
In fact it's beautiful
May 23, 2013
May 23, 2013 at 3:38 AM UTC
If I was given a day
By god
Or whatever force there may be
It would be with you
In an empty room
and you would speak to me
I would ask no questions
Utter no words
Invisible buttons would be connecting my lips
You would speak of it all
What makes you laugh
Favorite memories
Why you're so shy
your weak spots
If you're selfish
what side of the bed you like
hot or cold
sweet or sour
Marvel or DC
I would watch
knuckles cracking
touseling of thick hair
squinty giggles
My heart would grow immensely
With every
Secret. Hobby. Weakness. Preference.
watching your lips move
and your face morph
With every emotion
my heart would reach to you in sorrows
and leap at triumphs
Butterflies would become a typical occurrence
a smile tattooed on my face
that's all I desire
You
I
voluntarily trapped in a room
shedding our skin
specifically yours
in no way is that strange
In fact it's beautiful
For you
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