Peculiar...
How my heart sings at
the sight of you.
Odd....
How my soul dances
when you speak.
Most precious....
Are the butterflies
I feel around you.
Starlit...
Are the pastures wich
we roam.
An oddity is....
That my knees grow weak
when ever your near.
How sweet....
The sensation that makes
me tremble.
Regis
peculiar that we should both write ans post of 'peculiar' on the same day...your's with beauty....mine quite the opposite
thank you for these wistful words that remind me to identify the feelings i still feel for m'guy....enjoyed this so much....patmedlin
Just beautiful and so real and honest.
John
Peace,
Dayvid
Very serene words, that provide many feelings, I wonder of the inspiration. Thank you for sharing. Warmth, Carin'