Your voice
Your smile
Your touch
Perfect
like a sunrise
Like croissants and coffee
Like standing naked in a high rise window
Perfect
Like hot evening air
Tense but happy conversation
Your hand holding mine
Perfect
Like secret kisses
Like wine poured onto feet
Like lentil soup
Perfect
My favorite word
And the most painful word
Because it reminds me of you
Oct 16, 2015
Oct 16, 2015 at 11:38 PM UTC
Your voice
Your smile
Your touch
Perfect
like a sunrise
Like croissants and coffee
Like standing naked in a high rise window
Perfect
Like hot evening air
Tense but happy conversation
Your hand holding mine
Perfect
Like secret kisses
Like wine poured onto feet
Like lentil soup
Perfect
My favorite word
And the most painful word
Because it reminds me of you
