LOVE LETTER: I raised my eyes to steal a glimpse of your image. Caught casually in the act. All I was able to capture was my reflection; for a few seconds, inside those earth toned eyes, I became rooted. Franctic in my mind, I signaled a smile in return. That day, you got caught in the wild tangles of my air waves.
LOVE LETTER:
I raised my eyes to steal a glimpse of your image. 
Caught casually in the act. All I was able to capture was my reflection; for a few seconds, inside those earth toned eyes, I became rooted. Franctic in my mind, I signaled a smile in retu... poetry stories
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bebawolf Journal entries from 1/19/19 ▫️◽◻💠◼◾▪
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LOVE LETTER: I raised my eyes to steal a glimpse of your image. Caught casually in the act. All I was able to capture was my reflection; for a few seconds, inside those earth toned eyes, I became rooted. Franctic in my mind, I signaled a smile in return. That day, you got caught in the wild tangles of my air waves.

You now bring me close and I dissolve. With each grasp, I hold tight. With each glance, I store away. With each tone, I float. Each moment we continue to intertwine. Being blinded by the newly formed tangles whisping in the way. I find a still moment to once again steal a glimpse. With an empty mind, I begin the outline.

I am in no need of the fall crisp air. Like a cheesy rom-com movie, we dance around and enjoy ourselves in the heavy down pour of infatuation. Drowning within you, everything around becomes crystal clear. Lathering in waves of one another. Our tangles became dense, our knots silently grew. We are running away from the world, is an outside view.

We are running to, is our worlds view. No matter the break in between the days. I always find a way to focus back to you. You bring me close and I dissolve. With each taste, I savor. With each hug, I tighten. With each gaze, I hold. Each moment we continue to intertwine.

Being blinded by the newly formed tangles whisping in the way. I find a still moment for the second time. To steal a glimpse. With the outline, I sketch in the details. As time continues to dictate on the surface above. Below in the waters we create our own flow. Air waves that swirls on it's own with no control. Dissolves into those earth toned eyes left rooted in the soul.

Together we formed our own waterworld. Tracing over your drawn figure now imprinted onto my fingers. Satisfied with the results left up to the unknown. At times where my words are unable to unfold. I just wanted you to know: through our tangles and knots. I'll be here when it's time to unravel.

I raised my eyes for the final time. To steal a glimpse of your image. Caught casually in the act. This time we were able to capture our shadowed reflection.

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