I still remember... For a time, I
guess a short time, the hands were cold as ice... The eyes kept a distance, and
the smile was different... The hands, in spite of the cold weather became warm,
sometimes really hot and your eyes found mine...
The beauty of a deep green mixed with blue and so much
more tells me a different story every day and they are all you and you are
always the same... And I love for the way you are, for everything that you do,
for all the things that you are, that you make me feel... Thanks for just
understanding, for comprehending, for knowing me surprisingly well... And most
of all, thanks for always bring a smile to my silly face...
And the hands... Oh god, the hands... They know
exactly where to go and it feels so good to feel that I've warmed up not only
your hands but your heart too...
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