July 29, 2009
A gentle brush of his fingers,
Sending shivers down my spine.
In the love I see in his eyes,
Is a love that equals mine.
He greets me with a smile,
And leaves me with a kiss.
If he were to ever leave me,
I couldn’t imagine what I’d miss.
Maybe it’s his touch,
Or the way he makes me feel.
But whatever it is,
I’m head over heels.
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