Waking up with your poetic cheekbones resting on my cortex
Falling asleep with your tender lips on my corneas
Running through the wild strands of your jungle with my fingers
Walking away tethered by your robust laugh
Sitting silent in the shadow of your supple skin
Standing loudly in wonder of your quick wit
Working out how to melt into your perspicacious personality
Resting on your “Hey”
Is it any wonder why
Loving you was an automatic on the first try
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