Flames Of Love Poem by Erin Jane Creshilt

I always get lost in his expressive dark eyes
Which glowed so brightly that they made the stars in the sky seemed dull
I love the way his smile is so contagious
And how his lips parted whenever he flashes me his genuine smile

I yearn to feel his soft lips pressed against mine
And kiss him ardently and passionately until our souls merged into one
His smooth caramel brown hands are so desirable
And I often resist the urge to grab them and interlace my fingers through them

His voice is so deep and beautiful at the same time
And I longed to hear him call out my name
I want to run my fingers through his wavy hair
And whisper in his ear 'I'm falling in love with you'

But falling in love with someone like him
Has its own ups and downs
And I don't want to be the casualty
When the burning flames of love
Starts to burn down to the ground