March 11, 2012


I love it when you curl,
You curl right under, better, fitter,
Unlike the previous days,
Days when you were younger.
I love it when you smile,
Your smile looks
Like it fits you now, it fits you so much better,
Like you could walk around,
With a bare face and wear that smile.
I love it when you sit,
You sit tall and pretty,
That everything feels right
to be beside you.
I love it when I line that skin of yours,
It bounces back the softest touch,
I could ever imagine,
That this is it,
This is all of me.


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