11 October 2007

Together, Apart...

When she is gone, I wait for her to come back. When we sleep, I sleep surrounded by her sounds of rest. When I am out, I think about returning to her. When she looks at me, my smiles see her. When I talk, she is the only audience I want - for my over-spilling.

There is something about her, with me even when she is not around, within my senses.


Blogger One Wink at a Time said...

Yep. Love. Definitely.


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