It's late and I'm tired,
but my mind keeps flickering images of you
And I wonder if my eyes will ever close.
I want you to love how I smell
I want you to love how I have to watch tv before I go to bed.
I want you to fall in love with the cracks beneath the surface.
I want to learn how to love, again, with you.
Bueatiful
This is a bueatiful poem and I can fell the emotion you placed in it. I truely love your writings.
You should check my poems, you may find something related to you, my poet.
Honestly
J. Rodriguez