Tuesday

I love the sound of his voice, his touch, the way he smells. I love the way he dresses, his jokes, his lopsided smile. I love the way his eyes look, in sunlight and when shadowed. I love to watch him sleep and I love love love waking him.

He wrote this:

love is the bite that steals your heart
eating you alive from the inside out
beating like a drum
beating like a drum
your voice whispers me to sleep
curled against your soft warm body
dancing in heaven
dancing in clouds
i see all beauty through your eyes
i see your beauty through mine
like a sunset caress
you are my sunrise
i was lost and then i was found
running towards nothing then into you
you are my angel
you are my princess
my heart is here for you
forever you are my love

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