Friday, May 20, 2011

The Little Things

The passionate kiss goodnight,
The warmth of your body next to mine,
The gentle breeze of your breath on the back of my neck,
The soft groan you sigh as you drift off to sleep,
The way you reach for me in the middle of the night,
The tranquility of knowing you are beside me,
The things I take for granted when you are here,
The things I long for when you are away.
Carol Darlene Owens

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