The hold of a whiskered man

Dazzled by the lighting of his fancy gaze his lips blew peace. i could feel the depth of his cherry creek eyes with warm embrace of visible absence. a review of every word said and how secured it made me feel. i know there's no honesty in a bearded man but I wanna lay my nest in his palms. My head feels too clouded to voice the intensity of our match. look me blue from the soul and let's cherish the memories I withhold. I want to see you fall in love with me too, I'm too good to be true, I hear I'm the 9th wonder. this night was made and you were in it. those words I brewed were a hint to draw closer, I usually say them to ward off people with no yearn for my cute drizzles. you seemed like a prince with a love for challenge, so i kissed you hoping you'll wake me up from my charade of a sleep.