Love Down The Line

 I love your lips when they're wet with wine and red with desire;

I love your eyes the shape and color as those green eyes lit with a passionate fire.

I love your insecurites as you brush your hands through your beautiful hair

to reasemble back into place.

I love your arms when the warm white flesh touches mine in a fond embrace;

I hold you close to my heart never thinking of letting you go,

but just give me the love that so freely gives and that

can laugh at the whole worlds blame,

but instead you leave with no word, leaving me deep in my thoughts

and unanswered questions. I shape up and move on.

Pursuing another type of love down the line,

Sensing that love can be in the air this time when im met face to face with greatness.

As those bright brown eyes shine bright proving love in those almond shaped eyes.

I love the way you bite your lips to show your nervous tics

it makes me smile and shows me happiness.

Telling funny jokes just to keep a pretty smile on your face.

I never want to see it go knowing that will make me lose my grace.

I feel the love this time and never want to let it go knwoing for sure I found my home 

and will never leave alone.

We will live our whole young lives away now in the joys of a living love,

a pursuit of happiness that will always feel just right.

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Me
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