Hi hello hola
My buttercup,
How I've missed your eyes
I've been waiting to embrace
You with mine,
I'd take a picture
But it wouldn't
Do you any justice,
Nothing like the real thing
See how my fingers quiver
I'm itching to trace
Every feature of your face,
Beautiful in every light
Even more so in the dark
Find your silhouette
Beckoning,
Overshadow
Your own shadow,
Outshine
That big ball in the sky
With that smile
I've yearned for
Make you laugh
It's the sound
I wish silence
Was made of...
(11/18/2012)
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