love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
Dirty Blonde
~*~ I remember the way your eyes just barely reached my waist Beautiful brown eyes smiling while taking a ride on my feet ~*~ I recall your tiny little hands wrapping around my fingers gripping tight to not get lost and the way you trusted me ~*~ I still have a picture I treasure, your addition to the grocery list “Ottmill cookis with crem inside” one of our favorite sweet treats ~*~ But probably my favorite memory is when you lay asleep in my lap I remember the smell of your hair filled with comfort rocking you gently ~*~
By Tressa Roseabout a year ago in Poets









