your skin is warm, beneath your shirt.
i like making you laugh.
your laugh fills me with joy
leaving me craving for more when you stop
i like walking beside you,
our hands touching sometimes
telling stories
of a better life
dandelions
in my hair
collecting in my brush
and floating away
when i shake my head
walking to your house
to eat strawberries
and still taste them on my lips
after i leave.