Monday, January 8, 2018

He knows words are all I need to hear.
He whispers sweet smiles into my ear,
Which then, emerge from my wide eyed face
As I dream of the place we're going to.
And how did he know to touch my hair,
And kiss my lips,
And tell me,
"We're almost there,"
Just as I was about to say,
"Are we there yet?"

-jenn

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