mobile girl
Your beauty is seemingly ageless,
like the old photograph I kept decades ago,
I look up to your beauty like a precious stone,
you're unforgettable.
Those round cheeky face that I use to poke,
I love caressing you everyday,
how I loudly laugh on that frowning of your brows,
often squeeze that botton nose,
have I told you how I giggled inside, seeing those dimples while you smile,
your my dream girl.
I may admit it shyly,
those moments I ease down extreme emotions bottling up while looking at you.
being human sometimes busrt out, I love you..
but you're no longer mine,
the beauty I adore is just my past,
an image inside a square frame,
the beautiful lover on my mobile...
© unspokenwidow
like the old photograph I kept decades ago,
I look up to your beauty like a precious stone,
you're unforgettable.
Those round cheeky face that I use to poke,
I love caressing you everyday,
how I loudly laugh on that frowning of your brows,
often squeeze that botton nose,
have I told you how I giggled inside, seeing those dimples while you smile,
your my dream girl.
I may admit it shyly,
those moments I ease down extreme emotions bottling up while looking at you.
being human sometimes busrt out, I love you..
but you're no longer mine,
the beauty I adore is just my past,
an image inside a square frame,
the beautiful lover on my mobile...
© unspokenwidow