
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
About the Creator
Xiovi Snow
I love to read mediated and help people reading is what I love to do.

Comments (1)
Awww, this was so sweet and lovely! Wonderful poem!