You see what we have, you and I... Is a special kind of something. The kind to send shivers down my spine when thoughts of you cross my mind. The kind to give you goosebumps when my hand travels from your chest down to your navel. A kind of something to make Romeo and Juliet jealous of our poignant gestures. They're star crossed lovers. We're true lovers staring at the stars with our fingers crossed, Hoping that this is a forever kind of something. M.N🕊️
I want to feel each rain drop As it hits my skin the goosebumps pop up one by one faster until every hair is standing on end arms outstretched letting every droplet have a chance at its destiny as the water drips down my body until it falls to the ground
I am drawn to him in the way I don't understand. I don't need to see him. His voice only gives me goosebumps. And now I can handle the pain. It's his voice in my head Reminding me of how long I've handled it, that haunts me. My heart hears nothing but audible gold from his mouth. So now I know that I don't need much from my life. Just need to hear his voice; sometimes.
A Fragment of happiness in my life.
Not a very good poet, just tried to write something about his voice.
Everytime I see people kiss there’s an explosion in my heart that mimics the feeling of when your lips hit mine. A sweet collision breaking through any premeditated resistance, I feel power in your breath, Intertwining, flowing into and out of my own. Not taking from, not adding too, but existing with. So when I tell you “you take my breath away” understand what I really mean, when we kiss I can feel god. When we kiss my spirit jumps for joy and gets so excited he slips right out my nostrils and sits on the ceiling When we kiss seconds get longer, I can see sounds, hear color, and the goose bumps on your skin just feel like love notes.