The path I’ve taken to you,
I’m glad it ends here.
Why wrap up a gift
when I’ve already given
you all that I am?
And just like my coffee,
you stir me out of my dreams,
you bring me back to life
(Source: ephemeralhues)
the fabric of my
skin is wrapped tightly in
yours in the fire’s glow
The air smells like rain,
The sky looks like sunshine, and
Your eyes are rainbows.