Sunday, February 28, 2010

You.

Driving home,
passing trees, schools, people.
Such a blur.
All I can see is your face.
I want to memorize the lines,
feel the creases,
taste your lips.
To know the hardness of your features,
yet bask in the soft.
Through the noise of the day,
sometimes I like
to just stop and look
at you.

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