Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
I love it when I get to be close to you I don't mind it, just the opposite, actually you are petite, and cute, and beautiful, and no matter what size you were I'd still love you the same I love the butterflies I get every time you hold my hand please don't mind my scars either, or my weird veins that stick out so much for some reason or my ****** up nails or the sweat that forms on my hands because of our body heat that's trapped underneath your dad's fuzzy blanket you stole I love your tinted-teal blonde hair you could do your hair in any way and you would still be the prettiest thing I saw all day and I love your fading hair, because it contrasts with my smile that never fades when I'm with you I am fascinated by you, your eyes, your skin, and your heart All I wanna say when I'm with you is "holy **** you're amazing" and I will never touch anything you don't want me to, but don't worry about your stomach or legs, all I worry about is your eyes, because they **** me into their hold like the tv shows you love to watch I have a hypothesis that you have your own gravitational pull despite how small you are Kissing you is a gift, God I'm really thankful for that you should know you're great at this, you're making me so happy maybe if I didn't like kissing your lips so much I would actually care how chapped they may be God, I really freaking love you. You have every chance of me loving you back, and I do. So believe it, beautiful. I love you with all of my heart.
0
Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 10:04 PM UTC
my recent thoughts
I love it when I get to be close to you I don't mind it, just the opposite, actually you are petite, and cute, and beautiful, and no matter what size you were I'd still love you the same I love the butterflies I get every time you hold my hand please don't mind my scars either, or my weird veins that stick out so much for some reason or my ****** up nails or the sweat that forms on my hands because of our body heat that's trapped underneath your dad's fuzzy blanket you stole I love your tinted-teal blonde hair you could do your hair in any way and you would still be the prettiest thing I saw all day and I love your fading hair, because it contrasts with my smile that never fades when I'm with you I am fascinated by you, your eyes, your skin, and your heart All I wanna say when I'm with you is "holy **** you're amazing" and I will never touch anything you don't want me to, but don't worry about your stomach or legs, all I worry about is your eyes, because they **** me into their hold like the tv shows you love to watch I have a hypothesis that you have your own gravitational pull despite how small you are Kissing you is a gift, God I'm really thankful for that you should know you're great at this, you're making me so happy maybe if I didn't like kissing your lips so much I would actually care how chapped they may be God, I really freaking love you. You have every chance of me loving you back, and I do. So believe it, beautiful. I love you with all of my heart.
A response to Becca's poem. I love you so much. You're perfection.
thispagewascringeashell
Written by
Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 10:04 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem