Those lips.

Her lips though. Just wow. Never have I felt this way towards any woman. She is beyond beautiful. Beautiful can't even describe it. It's just a beauty that only she has. I look at her and see a model. A model of beauty, but also a model of what areal true woman is. She is so grateful and poetic in the way she talks or brushes her hair back. She smells like love. I cant help but fall hard for her. She pulling me closer and I can't stop it. I'm not yelling red. I'm practically screaming green. I need them more than they know. I want them more than they think. I [love] them but secretly. It must stay a secret. I just hope they know. My goodness, they are perfect. I cant imagine my world where they don't exist. I want a future. I want those 30 years. Don't hold back. If you want it too then tell me. Show me. Act upon it. Don't make me guess. I adore what this is. Don't let it go.