Of Curls and Stares

Sometimes when i close my eyes,

 i see your curls, 

sometimes it's an illusion, 

sometimes it's so real, 

i could cry adoring you. 

 but it's always you. 

your curls, 

your puckered smile, 

those almond eyes that flip my world. 

 the way you stare at me, 

and i stare at you, 

like it's just the two of us, 

in the entire world, 

what else could we need? 

 i don't wanna wake up, 

i don't want this song to end, 

if this is love, just let it in.