his smile
his adventurous eyes
scanning my works
my rosy-red cheeks, shy smile and downward glare
they screamed fears of doubt and embarrassment
"you can do it... I believe in you'
he reassured
whilst stroking the inside of my palm.
he meant it,
he really meant it,
the stars aligned,
and my heart beat in sync with every singular deep breath,
my tunnel vision 20/20,
and the path grew clear,
I can do it,
you brought back the faith I had lost sight of.
YOU ARE READING
Love has no manual
PoetryA poetry collection about love ; focusing on one person as my inspiration. I was also inspired by various psychology works I have recently read, and various authors/film makers but primarily this was all written about one person. I wanted to keep h...
