Posted by Susan47 on December 24, 2005, at 0:31:47
when I remember the way your hair touches your collar, and every time you move your head, some curl of hair follows. You're an endearing guy you are, I envy every woman who sits with you now and ever. You're flirtatious, delicious, soft and hard at once ... I ate you up. Did you know?
Now I have the memory of your look .. my goodness you have a lovely look about you, the way you smile sheepishly and look upward, tilting the corners of your mouth, encouraging us to hold back with you.
You're naughty, you are.
But delicious, luscious where it really matters.
And you know it.
And you flaunt it, it's part of you and you use it shamelessly,
to the detriment of others.
And it's never really mattered before,
because you've always always gotten away with it,
somehow ...
but my heart, the one that fell completely,
the most imperfect one of all,
wouldn't let you get away with this tomfoolery anymore
And I know that someone, somewhere, is going to thank me
for being the one to crack the facade,
even if only for an instant in time ...
I saw it.
The crack opened for me, and you became visible out of it,
I saw you for yourself, you alone who you wanted me to see you ...
you're a witch.
You are.
Nobody but you, knows it. Nobody but us.
I know it.
You bewitched me with honesty.
Only a moment of it ..
one here, one there ...
enough.
Enough.
poster:Susan47
thread:591784
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