She makes me smile. Even when she’s not here, she makes me smile. A heart of gold and tantalizing beauty, glowing wherever she goes.
To see her, is the air I breath. Touching her, I lose control.
“What did you do today?” she asks, as I climb up the stairs.
“Pine for you,” reaching the top.
She gazes at me giggling that giggle that tells me how she feels. I peck her soft lips, and my insides explode.
After fifty years, I finally found my one true love