Her heart sings when he says her name
The tiniest things ignite their flame
A simple gesture he does is grand
The simplicity of taking her hand
He makes her smile when he holds the door
Old fashioned and thoughtful, which she adores
Her breath catches when he holds her close
Sensations slide to the tips of her toes
When she wakes in the morn and hears him breathe
It’s that very moment she truly believes
© LScott 2012

