Nervous energy, recycling memories, feelings,
anxious excitement bounded by skin and sanity.
Seconds ticking by like hours, pensive minutes,
the rush of slow-motion counted in breaths.
Electricity racing through me,
the hurried atmospheric barometry of love
concurrent pressure and pleasantries
propelling me towards the door in
mock anticipation of my smile.
As the moment approaches I dream
when none of this will be requirement
but a daily ritual to which I'll be
accustomed and anticipating
and waking to a smile and a kiss
and the comfortable squeak of
happiness, relaxation and security.
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Darling man -
I simply adore you - more and more each day...
Madly, Kaia
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