Sizzle
like...you know when you're in a car at night time with the city lights bright and
whizzing and the cool night air buzzing and the music's up loud??
and that moment just has it's own sound?
like...when you're in a crowd of friend s you haven't seen in a while and you all
smile at the same time and finish each other's lines and can read each other's
minds..that familiar warmth that you're part of something and these people will
love you regardless and know you so well you don't have to explain ANYTHING..to
them you mean something.
like..
like..
he holds your hand when he's with his mates and laughs at your mistakes and
moments of madness....he makes you tea in bed and never, or rarely
complains...he pulls you close in the rain and kisses your neck..all the time...
makes you sizzle inside.
sizzle and sizzle
inside
Copyright © Fiona Wallace | Year Posted 2007
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