More than words

She is a feeling
A dance
beside the tracks
A dash to beat the train
A summer rain
Laughter caught in a hurricane
Sunsets are caught in her skin
She is lips 
Tender
ready to be kissed
And I see Her in everything
I feel …
her
leaning in
pulling the back of my shirt
Eyes
Lips
That
kiss
she dances while driving
Only to stall the car
And
Stand on toes
To look me in the eye
She calls in the middle of the night
just to talk again in her sleep
There’s sentences she’ll never say
Held behind pursed lips
And
I love
her

Her dreams
Her calm
Her fear
Yes,even her rage
Her seasons change
But she remains
Brown Eyes and Literature

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