Author: Danyka A. Hoover
A gentle brush of his fingers, Sending shivers down my spine. In the love I see in his eyes, Is a love that equals mine. He greets me with a smile, And leaves me with a kiss. If he were to ever leave me, I couldn't imagine what I'd miss. Maybe it's his touch, Or the way he makes me feel. But whatever it is, I'm head over heels.