There’s something comforting
about your hand upon my chest
and the gentle sighs
as your fingers graze and discover.
Without your slightly tinted glasses
you can barely see
but I would gladdly stay awake all night
to be your eyes
to gaze upon
you.
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Agitation of hands. Strength of words. 
I really like your site. You write beautifully.
Ah, to see for another, is a gift.
Thanks Sean.
🙂
It certainly would be Tom.
oh…it made me cry it was so lovely.
sarah
Thank you Sarah.
That means a lot.
B
Yep, this one was right up my aisle, somewhere in between perfect and perfect.
Love it.
Ah cheers.
That’s a lovely thing to say spaz.
🙂
B