May 26, 2007 00:21
my hair still smells like campfire, like you, and a little sweat.
and that's all ok, because your voice is always so mellow, your hands are weathered and strong, your movements sure and easy, and you kiss like you mean it. so much so, that sometimes i'm convinced you really do, and let's don't get me started on that.
so trust me, when you woke me up at 4am, i had no complaints. in fact, it was exactly what i wanted.
sometimes, you're exactly what i want.