Your face is my compass
Your eyes is my telescope
Your nose is my future smells
Your lips is my dream and hope
Your hair touches my deepest ground
Your ears listens every flirts I said
Your hand spins my body around
Your foot steps on my footprints’ fade
Where is the warmest place?
Is it your heart?
Or when we’re apart?
1 comment:
only loved the last few lines
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