The One I Love
I look to the one I love and ponder what I'm feeling:
I see the arms that hold me tight
Connected to the big yet gentle hands
The system that hugs away my fright
I hear the heart that makes mine race
Pumping blood throughout this lifeform
So calm and full of grace
I smell the coconut from his hair
The beautiful golden locks
He tussles them without a care
I touch his warm chest
The best place to lie my tired head
I know that I am truly blessed
I taste his sweet kiss
His perfect lips pressed against mine
This is the true meaning of bliss
I look to the one I love and I am overwhelmed with emotion
Copyright © Brea Pond | Year Posted 2020
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