The very thought of you.

I keep his words in my fingers
so I may touch my cheek
my hair, my heart
and be knowing love.

I keep his smile in my eye
so I can close my eyelids
drift gently off to sleep
and wake with him beside me.

I keep his poems in my hair
so I can watch them flying
deeper with each meaning
more profound with each breeze awoken.

The very thought of you

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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