Perfect Poem by Crimson Haze

Perfect



Sitting here watching you sleep
counting every breath you take
running my fingers down the side of your jaw
looking at just how perfect you are
curling up in your embrace
I feel so young hidden behind your strength.

Everything you do to me,
everything you showed me,
a old world I never saw
until you taught me how to see.

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