Her presence
feels like the sun
caressing the length
of your skin
Her words are
like dripped
caramel over
the apple of your soul
Her eyes see to
you but seldom thru
you, because she’s
affectionate
Her arms want to embrace
you like the handmade
quilt your grandmother
use to make
She’ll raise your body
temperature
like gas on a low
burning fire
A compassionate girl
she’ll spin your world
and cause a dance
in your heart
This warm girl.
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