oh’
your beauty swallows me whole. your soft presence, with the natural glow of your low eyes. you melt me into a harsh river, searching, searching, for you. i search for your touch everyday, only to come up short. i breathe hard everyday, huffing and puffing, only hoping that if i act like a tornado somehow i will catch you in the harsh breeze. but i am not nature, i fool myself to often, i miss you, i miss your scent. i miss he meaning of what love is, my brain seals everything you say into a tiny little compartment labeled, love. although sometimes i wish to change the label, but I’d rather not write, soft fragile heart wrapped in beautiful silver.
