Mr. Prince Charming
Breath into me,
Like your gasping for your last breath of air
Our hands connect, becoming one
As I look in your eyes, and you look into mine
It’s as if I’m opening the gates to your soul
The feeling of your steady heart beat
Your warm minty breath going down my neck
As I bury my head into your chest
the smell of Chocolate Axe overwhelms my nose
As you lay a gentle kiss upon my forehead
I play with your fingers
dangling them into mine
Coming up from your grasp to let our soft lips intersect
and to become one
That night I fell asleep in your arms
With nothing else in my head
But….
He’s the one that I call
My Mr. Prince Charming.
Aww well this is very sweet :)
ReplyDeleteI dont know if all the italicized words are really necessary.
Play up the senses. You have smell, you could really describe how his hands feel or how the kiss feels. Or when youre looking into his eyes describe their color in a really neat way. Or you use this theme of the two of you becoming one so if you were to look into his eyes and see your reflection that would support that idea.