It always feels brand new - her kissing me.
Each one takes my breath away -completely.
As a childlike eagerness fills her eyes,
I gaze deep into them, and see no lies.
Her innocence says that the love is true;
It always feels brand new.
The way she rediscovers every part,
Holds me tightly, and calls me her sweetheart,
Makes me wish I could keep those specs of time
To save the tenderness and her heart's chime
For me… Yes, when she whispers, ‘I love you',
It always feels brand new.
Copyright © 2010 Leslie Alexis
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