I'll make you laugh because the sound reverberates in my soul - tickling it. I'll momentarily stare into your eyes with softness, then look away - did you see it? I'll contemplate meaning and truth with you late into the night, because I respect your ideas. I'll listen with a biased heart. I'll carry your burden with an urgency. I'll tease you like a second grade crush. I'll lay my lips against your neck and regulate my breathing so our pulses are in sync. I'll listen as you shower and pretend the water lays a protective coat. I'll try to improvise perfection.
I'll seldom speak of my family, they mean so much. When I'm frustrated or angry I'll take it out on you. I'll delve into a stranger's life tale further than I do your daily dinner report, because you mean more to me than they do. I won't admit my constant, illogical, unreasonable ache because I know you'll try to share in it. I'll place unfair expectation on you that are only exceeded by those of god on us. I'll try to improvise perfection...because I love you.
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A dark kiss from the cold britain. busy days to write but always time to think of you.
remind me to ask you to write in all my Valentine's Day cards if I ever decide to confess my lover for someone :P
Teasing aside, this was beautiful :)
Love for someone, NOT lover..hehe, sorry.
"I'll try to improvise perfection...because I love you""
I loved it!!!
xoxoxox
a. joe - I don't think you'd want me to write like the second half of the post! Not sure that would go over too well.
And I've read your writing - I think you'd do just fine on your own. :-)
Polly, you always make me smile.
This is beautiful... where does it come in you?
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