Tuesday, November 19, 2013


His words draw me near
His deep drawl sends shivers down my spine
His eyes make me do his bidding
His smile gives me butterflies....

It starts as a few hours
Goes into a day then night
Before i know it
It's been months
Months in his arms
Feeling his embrace
His kisses and caresses
It's all because of those two words.

© thelma migue, 2013
A cizoepoetry collection.

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