His hazel eyes
held so much
intensity , and
whenever they
gazed at her ,
she felt the
beats of her
heart racing each
other , for the
look on his face
always screamed
'beautiful'
his burned
fingertips trailed
every outline on
her pale skin ,
ever so mildly as
if they were
etching love marks
on her flesh ,
leaving millions of
'I love you'
his strong arms
squeezed her against
his chest so tightly ,
hugging her shaking
bones in a secure
embrace instead of
saying ;
'you are safe'
his purple cracked
lips , kissed each
cicatrix on her
cold almost lifeless
body , mumbling
'you are perfect'
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Dried petals
Poetry"and I find myself tucking your smile in the space that lies between every letter .for babe , if I can't keep you by my side ,then I'll lock you in each poem these hands write down ."_Aya Highest rank #43 in poetry on 23/7/2017 .
