You walk into the room
Catching my green eyes in your chestnut browns
I hold my arms out
You walk into them, as you walked into my heart
Cradling me against you, I feel like the most precious object in the world

You stroke my hair, as I breathe you in
I love your scent (especially after you leave for work)
It lingers on the pillow and guides me back to sleep

Your fingers caress my cheek, slowly tilting my head towards you
Till your lips discover mine
Leaving me smiling, though breathless

12/14/2005

Posted on 12/14/2005
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