Posts tagged smile
Posts tagged smile
you know who you are.
because it makes me smile when you do…
thank you for everything…
don’t worry :)
unless you over watered it, in which case I would have a garden of mulch to get all muddy in…but i guess that’s ok if you’re getting muddy too :)
and cos you’re damn cute when you do ;)
Ever think of someone and just smile?
You know when you read that one person came to mind…and i bet when they did, a certain memory came to mind as well…a mental snapshot. Your own personal phantasmal caricature quixotically embodying a perfect image within your memory. Can you describe it? I can.
His hair is messy…not intentionally messy, and also not just-rolled-out-of-bed messy…messy because i messed it up. because i like it that way, and he’s ok with it. i kind of love that.
His face wears a bit of a shadow…he has not shaven since the morning before, and we slept in a little too late morning to properly clean up before heading out…he makes small sacrifices in the name of my demanding stomach. [i just smiled again].
His eyes glow, because they always do when he smiles at me and because his never-wrinkled crisp white tee shirt seems to illuminate the crystal-like quality of his blue irises. They beam right through me and they make me feel loved.
His jeans fit perfectly…they rest on his hips, dangling from that damn obstacle he calls a brown belt [hate that belt :)], and fall straight three some-odd-feet to the floor—baggy where they should be, and just snug enough around his ass.
He goes to kiss me, and the unfamiliar taste of imported beer fills my mouth, the smell of a smokey bar on his skin…his hands crawl around my waist and i feel his palms slide up the back of my shirt and his fingers leave a trail of goosebumps wherever they land…
it makes me smile…that’s how i remember you.