Sunlight streaming through the window
Caressing your face
Birds chirping
My favorite place
You in my arms
Pressed tight against my chest
While I look
At the angelic mess
Your hair's fallen out of it's bun
Curls tickling your cheek
And your mouth slightly curved
I've never seen someone
So beautiful
Without even trying
Your face untarnished by powder
Your lips, pink as ever
And for a moment,
My breath catches in my throat
Because I now know
Just how much, I love you
YOU ARE READING
Poetry and Drabbles
PoetrySo when I'm depressed or having a block for my stories I write little poems or little tid bits of sentences that I find intriguing. A lot less cringy than my stories and probably better work so yeah, whack.
