For Her
To my love, whose eyes are spheres of frost
She makes my heart flutter like the wings of a butterfly-no- she makes my heart flutter like the turning pages of a book
That slow and yearning feeling you get when you move to the next page, awaiting what comes next
And when she kisses me-oh- it’s like a solar eclipse, like this is the moment the world has been waiting for
Her lips are soft like a gust of wind blowing through a field of daisies, that soft brush that lightly tickles the petals and makes them sway
Her touch is magnetic, pulling me in so close and trapping me there-as if I would want to leave
She is my home
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Love love this love poem!
Lovely, especially:
a gust of wind blowing through a field of daisies, that soft brush that lightly tickles the petals and makes them sway
and
She is my home