The way you hold my hand.

The way you soothe my unruly mind.

The beats of your heart.

The way your beard prickles against my cheek.

Your breath.

Your soft words.





Look into my eyes.

Use no words, only blinks.

Blink to me.

Blink that you think I’m the bee’s knees.

That you want me to be me.

And that you love me for who I am.

And you wouldn’t want it any other way.




Hold me in your arms.

Mop the sweat off my hot brow.

Tell me sweet nothings and stroke my hair.

Let me sup from your red wine.

Make me feel like me.

Care for me.


Happy Valentine’s Day.

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1 Comment

  1. A beautiful poem, hon.

    xx Dee


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