Honestly.
Can you blame me for wanting you?
Look at you!
You know what you see when you look in the mirror.
Take a peek.
Nine? No. Dime.
Every time you speak you say something
in ink.
I cannot erase it, it is in my mind.
But it isn't just the words you choose
to say
It's the tone and cadence
the delivery that makes me feel this
way.
It is also what you hold back, the
refrain.
I get it, this is different, no need to
explain.
Your smile hides little hints behind it.
It is far too charming.
That is the only way I find it.
The warmth in your eyes,
They are my demise.
It is more than twinkling bright
It is next level, fire in the skies.
All I want is a half a chance
And maybe I can make you laugh.
So I can see you smile
It melts me.
It is soft, hopeful, sincere.
It has layers and when it happens,
Everything is clear.
There is honesty inside you
And I can feel it when we are close.
It seeps out like pheromones and attaches to my soul.
It latches and fills in the empty
pieces.
Someone to finally make me whole.
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