Holding hands with you was the best feeling that anyone cold ever feel. They felt warm and safe like a warm blanket or when you hold a nice warm cup of coffee close to you and just breath, it felt that nice. Bringing your warm hands up to my soft lips to place soft, warm kisses on each of your sweet knuckles was like smooth sweet silk. I place kisses on your scars to replace the bad memories of war and hurt with good ones of my loving eyes, and I pull you close just to try and see all the pain disappear. Because I love you and I want to care for you and provide you with your every need, because you deserve nothing less. playing with your hair and singing to you til you fall into what i hope is a peaceful sleep full of me. while we listen to the sound of our own breathing and our own hearts, I look up and out my bedroom window and thank every star in the galaxy that your are mine. with this thought I pull you closer and fall asleep, breathing in your sent that smells like strawberries and sugar and home.
