All about you..

 All about you...

Merrily in your arms,

Looking at your cheekbones.

Admiring your jawline,

We both drove across the sea of summer vibes.

Butterflies running through my stomach,

When I first met you alone along my happy vibes.

You smiled across my face,

When even my more than empty vibes started dancing at that song to unleash love and life.. 

 We wore that very same specs that can conjoint our tribes,

Aloofing down near the wall of what and why?

We both laughed like a kid laugh across his gang,

And like the winter month shine on the very crooked 'okcupid' trend.

I wore that short skirt,

And you wore your full pants.

I put on that red Cap of yours,

And now you say it look better on me anyway, being so sure.

 the way Snowflakes slips into the house of snowtouches,

And wallmart feels unsafe of random rushes.

We both ignite down to capture from the start,

That untold love make the feelings depart.

 Blue sand, purple sky, black clouds,

Came to meet me on the fairy night.

Old Romances are burnt in Rome,

When friend ships start in each other home.

Over the mountain hill,

We both drive along the summer seal,

Of way down love and winter bluff,

Like the way he trips over himself to get himself handcuffed.

 That hair of yours,

Make me want to pass my hands and have a tour .

That height of yours, make me to use your back for my rest and rescue for sure.

Scenery built-in stories of days and night,

When summer greys turn into lonely whites.

As winter shower is as warm as hell,

Your unlaced shoes makes you look pretty stud instead.

Boring classes and happy places,

Fatal towns and more fatal cities.

Webcam and discord trips,

Are still a little less better when you come with me.

 How to fall in love again and again,

To experience this grief of being apart, being insane .

How to feature this love in that merry colours of no stain,

So that when I come to you, you loose all your sane.

Breath comes and breath goes,

Like teen movies that overflowes.

Like you touched and  you treated me,

More good the way I should be treated for sure.

In the end, 

we all care,

Like in the dead romance,

It's about war that is unfair.

Who knows about what?

Do you know or should I tell you what I don't know about?

Cause all about you is still incomplete,

As it ain't meant to be complete without me.

Leeza