The way your fingers feel.

I fel like writing from the perspective of one of my favorite characters, Gracie. She's a fifteen year old lesbian, and her girlfriend's name is Eloise. They are absolutely, one-hundred percent in love, and so Grace, being bored during her English class, popped out this poem for Eloise:

I dream in color
Of you, simple you.
Soft fingertips
Spreading flames
Across my skin.
The way you smile when nothing’s alright,
With lips like the sweetest sin.
You reach up and touch the sky,
Painting rainbows amongst the clouds
And on my hips.
Crystalline tears for nothing so deserving
Shattered glass on the ground
I hold you.
Painting stars on your skin.
Your body is my canvas.
I dream in color
Of you, simple you.

I thought it was tres cute, so I decided to share it with you all. <3