simply.

It wasn’t poetic promises,
or a textual fantasy,
complicated emails,
nor carrier pigeon,
smoke signals,
messages in bottles at sea-
he simply said to me:
You set my heart on fire,
looping his fingers,
through mine casually,
and went back to doing,
as he was doing,
sitting there right next to me.

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12 thoughts on “simply.

      1. That’s okay. Every woman is entitled to her Fabio moment. 🙂

        Just don’t make a habit of it . . .

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