Oct 24
His
It's *his presence. Just being near him gives me tingles like a small jolt of electricity. His voice, I hear it and it instantly makes me smile. I know he's near. His eyes, the sneaky way I look toward him and he suddenly looks back. His touch, his slightest brush against me, especially when his hands touch my sides. His words, he always knows what to say and makes me melt into a puddle. His energy, he possesses a pull, a magnetizing connection of his soul. His gentleness, he always wants to make sure everything is okay. His friendship, a close connection that's always been there for the last 22 years. His quietness, it always makes me question what's going on in his mind. His soul, sweetness and kindness linked together with mine. His laugh. Always a joy for me to hear, but even more proof he's quite near.
Thankful he's here ... *his muse
It's *his presence. Just being near him gives me tingles like a small jolt of electricity. His voice, I hear it and it instantly makes me smile. I know he's near. His eyes, the sneaky way I look toward him and he suddenly looks back. His touch, his slightest brush against me, especially when his hands touch my sides. His words, he always knows what to say and makes me melt into a puddle. His energy, he possesses a pull, a magnetizing connection of his soul. His gentleness, he always wants to make sure everything is okay. His friendship, a close connection that's always been there for the last 22 years. His quietness, it always makes me question what's going on in his mind. His soul, sweetness and kindness linked together with mine. His laugh. Always a joy for me to hear, but even more proof he's quite near.
Thankful he's here ... *his muse
