My insecurities dwell beneath my man's shirt cuff and that's why he rolls up his sleeves

He spots the Orion and Andromeda within my eyes. He finds oceans inside my skin creases.

He spots the Orion and Andromeda within my eyes. He finds oceans inside my skin creases.

Your presence makes me a word withered writer and our moments become a colourful blank page

Your presence makes me a word withered writer and our moments become a colourful blank page

Your slender fingers spotted chords over my curves and Mozart envied.

Your slender fingers spotted chords over my curves and Mozart envied.

Your love is a droplet of wine sliding over an old poet's burgundy glass and I am another dehydrated

Your love is a droplet of wine sliding over an old poet's burgundy glass and I am another dehydrated