Senses

 

Senses

 

Oh how your blue eyes see all the little things I try to hide.

Oh how your lips kiss away all my little white lies.

Can you taste what’s happening here?

Can you taste what’s happening here?

 

First night we met, coffee and movie

I stared at the silver screen while you stared at me

You kept kissing my cheek

Held my hand and there I go

Falling right back down that same old dark rabbit hole

You watched my body tense

I’m bracing for the impact

Your love is my hardest hit

 

Oh how your blue eyes see all the little things I try to hide.

Oh how your lips kiss away all my little white lies.

Can you taste what’s happening here?

Can you taste what’s happening here?

 

Seeds of emotion planted in May

You play in my Godly hair has I drive us to our next June day

I catch you looking out of the corner of my eye

The smirk you wear filled with love and pride

You don’t realize I know what’s happening in your heart

That’s why my breathing becomes erratic slipping into my rabbit hole in the dark

Every time I start running I end up right back in front of you

Your calming arms wide open whispering “I love you”

 

Oh how your blue eyes see all the little things I try to hide.

Oh how your lips kiss away all my little white lies.

Can you taste what’s happening here?

Can you taste what’s happening here?

 

Written June 2018 

◄ The Peace Of Pressure

Professor Of The Dark Arts ►

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