It is not how we look at it or how we expect it to be, it is usually not what we hope it will be because there always is a fine print.
Make someone see the true essence of you as I am falling head over heels for you.
Do you see the dreams I dream?
Are you made of more than you appear to be?
Why am I so twisted round your pinky little fingers.?
I love that there is something about you that endears me to you.
I love that what we have e is special and that you never cease to tell me I am special.
I love that we fight over the littlest things and then are able to find a path between the pain and hurt.
I love it when I make love to you.
I love it when you touch me and look me straight in the eyes.
I love that there is no one like me in your life as there is no one like you in mine.
I love that I like you so dearly and will live for you.
See beyond the lines and read the fine tiny prints because it takes only you to see what it is I have imprinted.
Hold me, touch me and let the winds lay claim to the calmness we both share.
