LITTLE THINGS MATTER
You may wake up side by side
Hugged and cuddled through the night
But she’ll still crave that kiss on the forehead
As you rush off to work, even if time
is running away from you.
You may buy her rose on your way home
Wrapped in a touch of affection
Adorned with your heartfelt emotions
Yet she needs you to smile
as you give it with a promise of your love.
You might eat a meal too spicy
With sand in the soup or salt too much
Yet she’ll still want you to savor every bite
Lick you fingers with a beaming face
And scream how lucky you are to have her.
You might be worn-out, exhausted from a long day
Drowsy and drunk as you are
She still crave the warmth of your embrace
The taste of your lips, the scent of your breath as you kissed the night goodbye.
Those little things matter
It makes them breathe better.
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