Love being lost

I catch myself getting lost
Not in a forest or in a maze
I catch myself getting lost in you
Lost in the depth of your eyes
Loving they way they command my thoughts
Lost in the sweet sound of your voice
Loving the way it speaks my name
Lost in the deep thoughts of you 
Loving where they take me
Lost in your hug
In your kiss
In your smile
Loving the way you give them all to me
Lost in you 
Loving every last second of it 


  • Clarita

    Totally felt this.

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