it does not matter how slow you go as long as you’re not in front of me
i could stare at you for hours;
draw lines of poetry into
the art of your
form pretty words into
the shape of your
perfectly sculpted petal lips,
i want to kiss you in metaphors.
Notes to remind myself that everything will sooner or later be just fine.
Mountain near Natural Bridge in Yoho National Park by slaughterthenight on Flickr.