| it was on a chilly spring night, that i realized no amount of words could accurately describe the yearning i have for your touch. or the desire to simply feel the sensation of your breathe on my skin. or the longing to see your smile light up your face and trace the crinkles along your eyes. or to feel your arms, secure around me with your lingering scent. or to slowly slip my finger through yours. and somehow realize that all i've ever wanted is right in front of my face. (m.g.b) ' |