Whenever there is urge to kiss you , I go by the screen , a small peck. Perhaps , leg pillow have done the match to replace nuzzle assumption. Same state but different city is fascinating one way at time.
You can keep your secrets. You can keep the past in the past. Just tell me what you need. Because I think we have something That can last. All it takes is your smile to make me smile too. All I need to be happy is to see you happy too
If I gave you my soul, would you read each page? Scribble notes of interest and know me. Would you take the time, to help tape the seams? Would you mend, the fragility of my soul? It tears and rips, easily, emotionally.
The sky looks great When the sun is up And the clouds are late Spilling bright threads Doing crochet patterns along the vast blue Slowly, curling back into a ball of white Swathing the sun In rose gold silks