I Think I Love You
Little Words Have Brought Her To Her Knees
His hazel eyes holds her gaze,
down to the sharp curve of her nose,
the delicate sculpture of her dark lips,
and oh, those cheeks glistening in the sun.
She peers back, unseeing the reflection
of perfection
in his eyes.
What makes him open-mouthed she wonders?
Don't you see?
His eyes scream back.
Don't you see how magical
the entiretry of your being is?
They question.
Blind-eyed,
she feels the butterflies
tumble in her stomach,
when he whispters,
"You are perfection."
Wrapped around his finger,
she is moved to tears
when he tells her the kindest
words her ears have heard,
"I think I love you."
About the Creator
Shimnom
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A Failed Artist, A Disillusioned Poet, An Underpaid Game Show Host
I took my son and niece to Gori, a small town in Georgia where Joseph Stalin was born. They talked me into visiting the Stalin's Museum, the largest in the post-Soviet space. I had resisted going there because I just can't stand the monster and know enough about him, or so I thought.
By Lana V Lynx7 days ago in FYI
Comments (2)
awwww! So poignant. Love the last few lines!
that is sweet!