and then i text her this..

[soulsearching05]

*Simply You*

To taste,
To feel,
A thing called love,
One could only wish for.
To see,
To smell,
A thing called love,
One could only hope for.
To touch,
Love in it's purest form
I could have only imagined it would be you.
But if my imagination did run wild,
It never could come close
To the sweet reality of you.
Reality of your smile, laugh and sense of presence.
Reality of your strength, independence and self worth.
The reality of the pride I have
When I stand next to you.