To You 2 (More)

coral-colored sweet lips pursed (if i could just once rest my lips against that sweetness i would die happy) mouthing words i love to hear blue eyes sparkling hidden behind streaked soft hair (i’ve never touched it though i wish i could run my fingers through and through it) shaken down to cover lens you never hide behind from me and caressable skin (through that might not be a word) to the touch so malleable so warm under my fingers (to fully run my hands across said skin i’m afraid will happen only in my dreams) and a mind so sharp in contrast that what it produces what words tumble out of those sweet lips sometimes stun me into silence. i am infatuated in love with her whole being her quirks her humor the looks she sends my way eyebrows raised hair flying as she shakes her head for me at me but never against me oh i wish the things that i wish that i could do to this lovely wonderful beautiful girl who is in love with me too.