Write a poem for you

I like touching your head.

Palm through hair

I like to hear your voice.

Every time I hear a word,

I will write them down silently.

And then in my heart

Give them a home.

I like your eyes.

They are like shining stars in the night sky.

Although I don't talk much during the day.

But I blink every night.

Pass me the morse code of love.

Although they are used to peace.

But when I tried to comfort her,

The weather suddenly became unusually warm.

The whole person in their eyes.

It seems to have melted.

I like those from calm to soft.

Slowly filled with joy.

And look forward to.

I like your fingers.

Like a lady.

Beautiful slender fingers

It feels soft when you hold it.

I can't put it down because of my delicate and powerless appearance.

I like the way you walk.

If I am lucky enough to walk beside you.

I will definitely stand on your left.

Not too far, not too far, but also to keep you away from danger.

Because there is your heart there

My love took root there.

I like walking quietly behind you.

I like watching you turn around.

Make sure I don't have a little panic to follow

When you inadvertently see me.

The rosy clouds and meager anger on your face.

Such as tomatoes and eggs.

I like this way of walking.

Not shoulder to shoulder

To stay away from you.

The corner of my eye is full of your back.

Even after watching it all my life.

I won't be bored.

I like looking at you.

That long, straight hair

Black as a cascade of inverted waterfalls.

Slightly rippling when walking.

Occasionally, a breeze will blow it away.

Blowing on my cheek.

I instinctively opened my mouth.

Bite her.

I like to see your sleeping face.

Helpless as a baby

I will deliberately get close to your face.

Until I can feel the warmth of your breath

Will not make you feel depressed and uncomfortable.

Staring at your face at close range

I will never get tired of watching it.

You have long eyelashes.

Exquisite nose

Delicate face

bend

I won't tell you.

Your ears are still very sensitive.

This is our little secret.

I like sleeping in your dreams.

touch your face

Greedy and restrained

Sometimes there's really no way.

Secretly ask your forehead

If you don't find out

I still secretly kiss your lips.

hum

Just superficial.

fleet

Touch your lips

but

But sometimes

The body can't help it.

Unconsciously immersed in your kiss

The familiar and convergent taste.

Like a deadly poison.

therefore

So I will always

I'm confused by you

Still awake eyes.

again and again

Catch thieves and take stolen goods

but

I really like it.