Loving you with an inclination
That’s made my nature
Burst into mild flames
Of sentiment and fullness
O how I carry around this lightness of head
Eyes glittering pink ash
I laid you shy invitations with my glances
You stepped into my summertide days
Holding my rawboned hands you made flutter.
"Loving you with an inclination
ReplyDeleteThat's made my nature
Burst into mild flames
Of sentiment and fullness"
So heartfelt :')