I wish I know when you mean to kiss me,
And when you are simply reacting to me.
Whether you mean to stir up my inside,
Or if you just want to touch my hand.
I thought of all this when I woke up today,
Thinking of all the beautiful things you are everyday...
And as I tried to tame this feeling in my chest,
I realized that an hour has already gone by.
How to know we are in love by jackiewelles, literature
Literature
How to know we are in love
I want to walk side by side with you under the stars,
Hold hands with you under the candle light,
Let my mind waver when you hold me close,
The way my heart soars at the sight of your smile.
When I speak I could see your eyes come alive,
Your kind face echoing expressions of everything I like.
And you always take your time when you do arrive,
Making me screaming warm and everything inside.
I laid in bed this day and thought of you,
The trees fluttered with the wind as I missed you.
I know it isn't going to be very long,
But I think this is how we know we are in love.
I am deathly afraid of how I feel when you brush your hand along my arm,
Leaning beside my ear while your breath warms every bit more than my skin.
And with every breath my heart would tremble a need between fear and wanting,
So slowly that I began wondering if this could lead to something a little more..
I always enjoyed kissing your frowns away,
Knowing that my hands could soothe the pains from your back.
The things you do that makes it hard to stay mad at you,
The things I happily give you knowing you are mine.
I long for you even when you are silly or frustrating,
But especially when you are sweet and loving.
I wonder if you cou
I wonder if you could sense how I feel when I look at you,
Tilting my head to the side when I smile with you.
The way I feel when I listen to you,
The anticipation in my stomach right before seeing you.
I could hold my breath counting the number of stars I see in your eyes,
Stretch my fingertips to graze the surface of your lips,
And slowly, tenderly,
Fall in love with the way you look at me every time.
I sometimes wonder if you could see all this in my eyes,
Recognize the feeling of my heart in my voice,
Feel the tenderness of my mind lost in translation,
A heart wavering like an angel hair in the wind.