Simple

Romantic Poetry

It was simple. Her sitting there…shorts, t-shirt…playing with her hair. Braiding it while laughing and talking with me. I love her smile…it’s one of my favorite things of favorite things of all time. Her skin, porcelain and creamy with freckles as though cherubs from heaven painted each one. Like I said…simple. But she’s my love and this simple moment wraps my soul in blankets of emotion deeper than you’ll ever know. ~ B.T.