Her Warmth
I love the smile she gives....
the dimpled cheeks....
the music when she speaks....
I love the warmth that lives inside her.
I love her sultry eyes....
the teasing look....
the first time that I took....
the warmth that lives inside her.
I love her, all of her....
Not who she can be....
But what she does for me....
with the warmth that lives inside her.
I could have turned away....
The first time I met her....
The thought did not occur....
for the warmth that lives inside her.
© Feb 28 2010 Charles Henderson
Copyright © Charles Henderson | Year Posted 2010
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