As a Matter of Fact

I love the time we spend together
It doesn't really matter what we do.
Just sitting and talking to each other
And holding one another, too.

I love listening to your voice
And your touch upon my skin.
The gentleness in the way you kiss
Makes me want you again and again.

I love the way you make me feel
When you're standing close to me.
You don't have to speak or hold me near
It feels like we were just meant to be.

I love the magic that we share together
I love everything that we do
I love holding your hand and kissing your lips
As a matter of fact, I just love you.



--Cinda

 

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