This is dedicated to the feelings of anyone who has ever been in love with writing, words or a boy. 

-marley

Gold and cold and dangerous, I'm sold on your boldness someday you'll be famous. 

With eyes so green and a mouth so mean, tempting me always to kiss you. 

Creeping forever into my mind, sleeping or waking you're in my eyes. I love you forever, heart light as a feather but body still cold as a Stone

I'm missing you and wishing I were there with you. I wish I could be kissing you and you'd tell me that our love is true.

I wish that missing you this much could turn to feeling your sweet touch.