she has the most beautiful brown eyes.
her hair soft like silk, her emotions so in sync.
her gaze so captivating, full of cultivating ideas.
her skin feels soft like the earth beneath your fingers.
her laugh sounds like heaven on earth.
it's the craziest laugh but sounds so sane to me.
her mauve lips, soft and full.
just, like her hips.
her presence and every move are essentially everything.
but i think loving her is a scary thing.
i feel as though i don't deserve to love such an angelic creature, so i don't think i can appease her.
these are things i wish people would say about me.
no one would go on a word spree for me, like how i would for them.
i've only dreamt to be loved, how i love them.
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word spree
Poetrya poem about giving and not receiving. a poem about words and feelings not being reciprocated. but interpret and relate to it how you please!
