Him:
Your incredible ability to let things go; The adorable way you roll your eyes at me.
How that sweet smile never ceases to stun me each and every time;
Those extroadinary eyes you have, piercing through me so easily, like a knife against soft, smooth butter;
The rosy pink lips that remind me so much of freshly bloomed tulips in the very heart of spring;
You, my own angel, make every inch of my body crave your attention.
HER:
That crooked smile of yours gives off electrical impulses to my heart;
The way your warm brown eyes seem to shine when you look at me;
The times your olive complexion turns a sudden shade of rose when I grin at you. My one and only, other half, do you see?
They stroll past each other day after day, watching. Waiting.
Curious and wandering eyes follow the other discreetly, too quick to be caught.
These two love each other dearly. That is, if only they knew
Your incredible ability to let things go; The adorable way you roll your eyes at me.
How that sweet smile never ceases to stun me each and every time;
Those extroadinary eyes you have, piercing through me so easily, like a knife against soft, smooth butter;
The rosy pink lips that remind me so much of freshly bloomed tulips in the very heart of spring;
You, my own angel, make every inch of my body crave your attention.
HER:
That crooked smile of yours gives off electrical impulses to my heart;
The way your warm brown eyes seem to shine when you look at me;
The times your olive complexion turns a sudden shade of rose when I grin at you. My one and only, other half, do you see?
They stroll past each other day after day, watching. Waiting.
Curious and wandering eyes follow the other discreetly, too quick to be caught.
These two love each other dearly. That is, if only they knew
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