All About You

Your pink, rosey lips

delicately fell onto the bones of my hips.

Your beaming, bright smile

can send my heartbeat and I traveling over a mile.

Your dainty, lingering fingertips,

could repair sinking ships.

Your gentle, soft eyes

will be my demise.

This poem is about: 
Me

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