Those petite fingers
Running back and forth
Along the stem of the water glass.
That fiery gaze
Before she skillfully defends
Her side in a debate.
Her gentle heart
Tears up when I remind her
How we rescued that trapped lamb.
Everything about her
Fascinates me.
It always has
And always will.
YOU ARE READING
Woodland Bliss
Poetry"Never will I fall in love again." -- Ravella "They keep telling me to make the first move, but it's not that simple." -- Andrew ___ Drew has crippling social anxiety. Vella has scars that run deep. Two friends decide to give love another chance. __...
