How do you know you love someone?
When do you start loving them?
How long should you wait until you tell them?
Is it when the streetlight hits your brow in the most
Breathtaking way that shades your beautiful grey eyes
As they stare into mine,
Stopping my breath your callused hands
Cup my jaw,
You lean down to me
Your soft lips collide with mine
My eyes slowly close
Not fast enough to watch
Your deep grey eyes disappear under your eyelids.
We warm the crisp autumn air around us with
The loud, burning thoughts
Crying, screaming, begging
"Let me LOVE you! Hard!"