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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