I will always remember
standing next to you~
standing next to you~
the way your hand glides over my back
slowly caressing..
soothing..
teasing,
then retreating..
teasing,
then retreating..
♥
sitting near you
as you read
engrossed in words,
your mind in a place far away.
your mind in a place far away.
Sometimes
you will read to me,
and I love the sound of your voice.
So often it seems
I have heard your voice
long before you spoke to me
♥
When I feel sad and alone ~
as if you sense my somber wistfulness,
you take my hand in yours,
intertwine your fingers with mine,
and hold them..
gently yet firmly.
you bring my fingers to your lips
and kiss them.
♥
I will always remember
the way you kiss me,
the way you hold my mouth
the way you kiss me,
the way you hold my mouth
between your thumb and fingers
and draw my lips towards yours
and draw my lips towards yours
as if you are claiming ownership,
and I so want to be claimed by you.
Nothing else matters at that moment,
when I can feel you smile
in the middle of that kiss..
knowing you have
all of me.
knowing you have
all of me.
and I can’t help but also smile..
♥
our morning coffee
our books
our music
~ our silence ~
your arms around me
the warmth
the warmth
your eyes
your smile
~ the light ~
my joy
my joy
♥
our yesterdays
and
tomorrows
and
tomorrows
♥
Sky Blue and Black 
So full of love 🙂
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thanks for stopping by, Ihsan 🙂
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Its always my pleasure!
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soothes… as poetry should. as it should. it just is.
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thank you.. #
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