Prefection

She walks with grace. 

She doesn't know she has. 

She looks at me. 

And I'm through the roof. 

Her love has set my heart on fire. 

Only to be put out by her cooling touch. 

Causing steam that keeps us alive. 

And yes, 

The nights we have had. 

Have been out worldly. 

But it's not just about the passion. 

I uttered those three words to her. 

Without shame or fear. 

The first time. 

I have spoke it someone other then family. 

She is my everything. 

Already. 

Author's Note

Not the best at poems. But hey.

Reviews

[Simran Kewlani]

It's a good start. It's raw. As you keep writing it will improve, don't worry. Keep writing. (:

[Carlos]

Thank you.