Saturday, January 22, 2011

A CONTINUING LOVE STORY


Her touch – my smile.
She frowns – I sweat.
Her eyes – my soul.
She cooks – I frown.
Her waist – my arms.
She talks – I look.
Her bite – my pleasure.
She shouts – I react.
Her call – my wait.
She loves – I evolve.

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