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My favorite teacup

Chamomile tea

By Xiovi SnowPublished 2 years ago 1 min read

sweet chamomile tea and lavender scent

I'm imagining his love feels like easy

mornings

pretend not to see but sneak peeks of

his grin

my spiciness to him is just amusing he's

too cool

left hand on the wall and the other

reaching for mine eyes lit up and more

Sparks Fly banner it's matching one

another I'm catching his eyes he's

finishing my sentences

if it wasn't so easy talking I'd be

speechless

taking in his Aura and his scent

observing his subtle masculinity not

trying too hard but making the perfect

amount of effort

it's almost like he's an expert asking

the right questions curious but not nosy

intrigued but not aggressive he's openly

a gentleman God took his time crafting

this one

made him ignore the rules I put in place

but still somehow it's okay

completely unexpected and not what I'm

playing for

and now

I want more

tell me the things that are hard to hear

not so I can place judgment but so I'm

clear on what I'm looking at

you see I want the insides and the

outsides to match and so far the gold

Glitters

I'm truthfully impressed

friends call me picky but I believe I'm

100

worth it

and I'm hoping that he notices before

it's too late and I'm sipping my

chamomile tea

smelling that lavender scent

After experiencing his love which felt

like easy mornings thank you

foreign

love poems

About the Creator

Xiovi Snow

I love to read mediated and help people reading is what I love to do.

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran2 years ago

    Awww, this was so sweet and lovely! Wonderful poem!

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