The Way She Sleeps

Elessar Younglove (they/fae)

Your hair is soft and red
Crumpled over white satin
Like a newspaper against the door
Inviting and filled with meaning

Your laugh is loud and sudden
Jumping out of your strong chest
Like a bolt of lightning 
Strong and invigorating 

You are something I couldn’t make up if I tried

Your smile is all teeth
Wide and silly on pink lips
Opening like a flower in the spring
Intoxicating, and always gentle

Your mind is beautiful
Kind and thoughtful and red hot passion
Crashing blue like the waves of your eyes
Incredible and so deserving 

You are something I couldn’t make up if I tried

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