Rowan Keary

>Dyl<

I love your stupid hair
And the way you leave it uncombed
Ruffled up some type of way.
I love the bridge of your nose
They way you crinkle it when you laugh.
I love your deep voice,
Saying nonsensical words to me,
Weaving into my brain.
I love your warm chest,
How you’ll hold me sage in it,
Keep me there for a long time.
I love your deep brown eyes;
How they stray on my lips.
Patient, and years ahead of time;
I love your warm breathing.
How it’ll tingle in my ears.
A gentle and steady thrum.

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