Dear Well....You,
I Любовь you, Ты know that? I think your absolutely astounding, and amazing, and I hope Ты never change. Ты make my день in every way, and as far as now, you’ve been completely supportive.
I Любовь how when I shiver just a bit, Ты hand me your sweater.
I Любовь how Ты Kiss my cheek when I blush.
I Любовь Ты how Ты smell, and how Ты taste.
I Любовь how Ты tell me I’m beautiful, even when I look like crap.
I Любовь how when I’m just the tiniest bit scared, Ты tell me everything’s going to be alright.
I Любовь how when Ты speak, sometimes, the most awkwardness things come out, and we joke about it.
I Любовь how when I mess up my words, Ты tease me about it, but don’t make a big deal.
I Любовь how Ты Kiss me.
I Любовь Ты completely
Please never change.
Любовь Me
I Любовь you, Ты know that? I think your absolutely astounding, and amazing, and I hope Ты never change. Ты make my день in every way, and as far as now, you’ve been completely supportive.
I Любовь how when I shiver just a bit, Ты hand me your sweater.
I Любовь how Ты Kiss my cheek when I blush.
I Любовь Ты how Ты smell, and how Ты taste.
I Любовь how Ты tell me I’m beautiful, even when I look like crap.
I Любовь how when I’m just the tiniest bit scared, Ты tell me everything’s going to be alright.
I Любовь how when Ты speak, sometimes, the most awkwardness things come out, and we joke about it.
I Любовь how when I mess up my words, Ты tease me about it, but don’t make a big deal.
I Любовь how Ты Kiss me.
I Любовь Ты completely
Please never change.
Любовь Me
There’s the shadow of a plane
The sound of an engine,
Flying in the rain.
Please, take me away.
Raise my hands to
Touch the sky.
Wish I could fly to the moon,
Maybe tonight.
Feet glued to the street,
I just have to
Reach.
Hey,
Hey, I just heard a plane
Fly over my place
Please, say that magic word
And take me far away?
This is just a short poem, inspired by Erin McCarley's song, "Bobble Head". I find working from songs a good way to cure my writer's block. It gives me a little push in the right direction. So if you're having trouble, try that :)
The sound of an engine,
Flying in the rain.
Please, take me away.
Raise my hands to
Touch the sky.
Wish I could fly to the moon,
Maybe tonight.
Feet glued to the street,
I just have to
Reach.
Hey,
Hey, I just heard a plane
Fly over my place
Please, say that magic word
And take me far away?
This is just a short poem, inspired by Erin McCarley's song, "Bobble Head". I find working from songs a good way to cure my writer's block. It gives me a little push in the right direction. So if you're having trouble, try that :)