When he's holding my hand, it's his kindness yearning to me.
When he's kissing my lips, it's his sensuality speaking to me.
When he's leaning his head up against my chest, it's his smell that has me mesmorized.
When he's wrapped around my waist with his hands intwined with mine, it's his longing for more capturing my soul.
When he wispers gently into my ear, i love you, it's his love that's beating with mine.
