Thinking of You

Your creamy, white skin which turns to pink when you’re excited. The way your lips move, so sensuously, when you talk. Your talk. So clever, funny, smart, sexy and cool I’m so grateful for you to be in my life.

Clothes. I can spot you 500 metres away, your legs crossed, black stockings, black skirt, black boots, a cream scarf. Sometimes I yank at your scarf for a kiss. You laugh. I love it when you laugh because you are always broody. I also love the fact that you are always broody.

Your look of concentrated thought when you speak. Sometimes I have to stop you, mid sentence to kiss you because I love you so much.