“Don’t worry because
I will make time
to stare at you;
tracing your collarbones
like constellations and;
watch your eyes
obligingly flutter close
and darling, I’ll kiss each eyelid
hoping you'll taste my love,
turn your eyes into the colors
of someone you loved
and in time, they’ll turn into mine
and you will dedicate your time,
staring at me
as much as I did to you
when he didn’t.”
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 8:04 AM UTC
“Don’t worry because
I will make time
to stare at you;
tracing your collarbones
like constellations and;
watch your eyes
obligingly flutter close
and darling, I’ll kiss each eyelid
hoping you'll taste my love,
turn your eyes into the colors
of someone you loved
and in time, they’ll turn into mine
and you will dedicate your time,
staring at me
as much as I did to you
when he didn’t.”
