You...

Eyes that spit color like a wildfire

A voice so smooth that will  make children calm

The weight of the world on your open arms

Not filled with misery or sorrow,

But filled with gentleness and care.

Love humans crave for

And a touch so small the burn will stop screaming through my insides.

You make me feel warm like coal that burns embers

I don't want the days to go down

I hate it when the sun decided to climb down the horizon

Because it means that time is counting down,

But let's not make time the boss of us

'Cause I want to spend these days with you

But not let a huge bond destroy what we already have.

Author's Note

Critical Criticism. Any thoughts?