My Love
You kiss my lips, I get weak
You touch my body, and I can’t speak
Your green eyes, I can get lost in every morning
I know it takes time, but your slowly opening
I see the fear in your eyes, your worried
But that fear can be buried
Your soft spoken, with a soft touch
Your smile means so much
I love how you feel when your laying on me
I love you, and I’ll make sure that this you see
Your smell is like a piece of heaven
I’d hold you close, because to me it’s a blessing
You touch me, I get butterflies
When I’m with you it’s like there can’t be gray in the skies
I’ll hold you tight, and I promise to never hurt you
Reassurance will be there and we will make it through
I love being around you, but I hate when you leave
But no matter what I know your hand I’ll retrieve
I’ll always love you with every inch you’ll see
And at the same time you can be with me
Copyright © Erica Berg | Year Posted 2020
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