Little Gestures
Your lean over on my head
A kiss you leave behind
And a sense of wanting.
You pick up my hand
And hold it in yours,
Giving a squeeze of assurance.
Your arm lifts
To wrap around my waist,
Pulling me close to you.
You hold me tight
And close to you
Making me feel safe
Your head bends down, near my ear
And you whisper softly
Words full of emotion.
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