Sunday, October 2, 2011

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

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