I want you.
I want to be soft
Like your cheeks when I tell you you’re pretty and you blush
I want to be peaceful
Like a river on a sunny Sunday morning
And composed
So I can stop thinking about what others think of me when im not near
What you think of me when Im not talking
When Im staring in those deep green eyes of yours
Inside that forest, where foxes and rabbits run and hide
Where I look up at the sun and I cant be blinded by him
because Im using all of my willpower to not feel the sunlight touching the surface of my eyes,
to only feel you grabbing my hand leading me to a place magical, unseen, untouched by humans.
I want to be sweet
Like the honey I taste everytime in your kiss
I want to be a mystery
Like the one that lives underneath your clothes, underneath your skin
That I crave to find out more about
You have secrets.Everyone has.
But yours are kind and pure
You speak about people with grace and wit, people I don’t know about
You laugh it off anyway and continue talking
But I don’t mind, cause I love the way you talk,
I love your voice
I love your smile and the one dimple on your left cheek.
The sound of your laugh and your fingertips brushing against mine
I want to be the water that runs from your head to your body on a hot afternoon in late august
I want to be the last sip of coffee before you leave the house
I want to be yours
I want you.
