When I think of you
I think of sand and salt drenched skin
I think of silly situations
And your infectious grin
I think of sitting on an aeroplane
and kicking at your chair.
I think of searching in my mouth
for yet another curly hair.
I think of all the funny battles,
where we end up on the floor,
Or - stretched across a mattress,
pressed up against a door
I think of whispers behind doorways,
and a stolen salty kiss.
Or the thousands of fantastic ways
we have found to take the piss.
Don't know how long we'll be together,
Or when and where we'll part.
But I'm so damn glad I met you.
And that comes from my heart.
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When Life Hits Hardest
PoesíaSometimes life hits you hard. When it does it often reveals something within us that we didn't know was there. These revelations can be beautiful, raw and inspiring. They can also be ugly, harsh and uncomfortable to look at. When life hits me hardes...
