Sunday 25 July 2010

The Little Things

It's the little things,
that remind me of you.

The way you smell,
as sweet as a rose but as fierce as a lion.

The way you speak,
every word you say is like a soft kiss to my ear.

The way you look at me,
intent and harsh yet gental and suductive.

The way your body feels against mine,
powerful and protective yet reassuring and tender.

It's the little things,
that remind me of you.


*Tinkerfly*
xxx

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