Sweet Lover

by Lost and Delirious   May 25, 2008


When we are walking
we hold hands,
or,
your arm is on my shoulder and my hand is on your waist.

On the phone
you whisper in my ear,
I love you.

And in bed
you hold me close,
not wanting to ever let go.

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