Luscious,
she tosses her hair,
so smooth with shine, as the light catches its essence.
Your fingers run through it, each follicle at a time, as it sends a chill down her spine.
Glancing up through her thick, dark lashes she gives you a warm-comforting smile, making you wonder what races through her mind.
Leaning over, she kisses you cheek, and your heart begins to beat rapidly.
Feelings swell up, you have soemthing to say but the words can't seem to find your tongue.
You lock eyes, looking through her-into her soul, and suddenly get lost in her gaze.
No wrods found, except for a few.
You utter the words, "I love you."