An Unopened Book
Her Hair Falls Just Right
To her
I love the way your hair falls just right,
when we are cuddling in the early night.
I love the way your face is smiling each
morning.
I love the way you laugh at my dumb jokes.
You don't mind my singing in the early hours.
I love the way your eyes reflect the stars,
when laying on our back underneath them.
I love the way you softly eat your meals,
make me wait calming for you to finish.
I love our long phone conversations about nothing.
The way you look at me right before we kiss.
I Love every thing about you.
D. Cody Herring
Copyright ©2003 D. Cody Herring
I love the way your hair falls just right,
when we are cuddling in the early night.
I love the way your face is smiling each
morning.
I love the way you laugh at my dumb jokes.
You don't mind my singing in the early hours.
I love the way your eyes reflect the stars,
when laying on our back underneath them.
I love the way you softly eat your meals,
make me wait calming for you to finish.
I love our long phone conversations about nothing.
The way you look at me right before we kiss.
I Love every thing about you.
D. Cody Herring
Copyright ©2003 D. Cody Herring
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Her Hair Falls Just Right
Her Hair Falls Just Right
