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[anastaziaeliz]

I love him with a grin,
with overwhelming serenity
when his fingers graze my cheek
when kisses land atop my head

sitting, eyes connecting -- simply looking
wondering, reveling in a moment serene
while my heart beats away furiously
wondering what he's still looking at

and then the kisses come, delicate this time
around, somewhat less sexual, not asking
but showing, gentel and whimsical.

Kisses for the sake of kisses, and nothing else.

And I love him with a grin, with the silly ease and
inexplicable joy, with comfort and serenity.