you mischevious smile, your rather weird hair, your
sense of humour, the occasional annoying conversations,
the cute scrunched up faces you make, the burning touch
of your fingertips on my skin, how you know most things
on my mind, the sweet nothingness which flutters from
your mouth, your hands and the things you do with them,
the clothes you wear, the kisses you blow, the tingly
feeling i get when you touch me in certain places on my
body. you, i and a careless mixture of everything else
we worry about.
