Your hair when the wind blows-
When you try to tuck them back with your fingers
The colour of your eyes under the bright sun
The wrinkles on the side of your eyes everytime you smile-
When your try to hold back your smile
The marks on your face everytime you laugh hard
Your cheekbones
The way you walk
The way you move
Your smell
Your voice
Your fine nails
How your fingers dance while strumming, plucking the guitar
How your eyes shut when you sing
The calm in your face while you asleep
Your face when you just awake
The way you look me in the eyes
The heart race everytime your arrived
Each of that.
Always make me feels as it is the first time.
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