This sounds like Saturday...
around 5 in the afternoon when you begin prepping
for a dinner with your love.
The dinner that finally arrives after
weeks full of busy-mode.
This sounds like putting on the perfect red lip,
the perfect shoe that is not only making your
foot look like a work of art, but is also
comfortable to stride in.
This is him coming up behind you just as you
spray the last mist of your perfume for
a kiss on the neck.
This is the stop-it-laugh that you release.
I hope you enjoy....
Until next time...