When You...
When You...


When you pull your hair back with palms running over your mane, hairpin nestled between your teeth,
I ask myself,
Have I ever experienced such a sensual moment before?
When your lips caress my skin and stay there for a brief second,
I ask myself,
Have I ever felt so gently touched by anyone before?
When you lock your fingers into mine tightening your grasp,
I ask myself,
Have I ever felt so wanted by someone before?
When you listen to me all attentive with wide open eyes,
I ask myself,
Has anyone ever made me feel like a raconteur before?
When you remember every occasion always surprising me with a gift,
I ask myself,
Has anyone made me feel so special before?
When you rest your head on my shoulders holding my arms,
I ask myself,
Have I ever felt a stronger urge to protect someone before?
When you cross the road strolling languidly towards me,
I ask myself,
Have I ever been this mesmerized by an arrival before?
When the lips part to reveal that naughty smile of yours,
I ask myself,
Have I ever witnessed any revelation this magical before?
When you walk beside me recounting tales and anecdotes aplenty,
I ask myself,
Have I ever longed for a journey to go on and on forever before?
When you gently place your hand over mine reassuring me consoling me,
I ask myself,
Have I ever felt so understood by anyone before?
As you wave at me before heading home with your eyes never leaving mine,
I ask myself,
Have I ever feared losing anyone this much before?