Open up the old whiskey bottle that I saved up for this occasion.
Before me a beautiful sunset, a beautiful woman in a beautiful warm dress.
Nothings felt more romantic than her presence on this table.
Candlelights striking their reflection on her pretty hair.
Me and her, completely lost in awe in each other's gaze.
Our hands slightly brushing as we sat across face to face.
She lifted herself up, with an excuse to go to the bathroom while her cheeks flushed.
My compliments had her feeling giddy, at which her insides completely churned.
The never-ending butterflies, vinyl records and the vintage touch.
The date came to an end soon, and we reached her doorstep.
She looked at me with love and I looked back at her.
It was like the time stopped at that moment.
Our breaths synced and we kissed like tomorrow would be our funeral.
The taste of the strawberry bubblegum still lingering on her tongue.
With the deep flavored kisses, she gave me hallucinations, thought I was in love.
Are we a good match when she smells like sunflowers and I smell like cigarettes?
Is she my pivot, the cathedral carrying my bishop?
Or is she the shoreline crossing which enriches homesickness.
Is she a macabre of love, or a Greek goddess.
Is she the harbinger of chaos, or is she my home?
I am lost in your beauty, I lust for every inch of your bone.
But if I was a vampire I'd be biting that pretty collarbone.
Place my mark and claim, my territory, my scent on you.
So no other person even dares look at you in my absence.
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Words collected from:
ageofanxiety
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
15 WORDS
Thơ CaStory of your soul in your 15 Words. If you give me 15 random words (off the top of your head), I'll make a poetic piece out of it. P.s. Requests are open. Feel free to drop your set of words in comments or on my message board.
