8/13/2006

He left his finger prints

He left his finger prints
On my skin lingers the nice chills
Down my spine when I feel him near me

& I get butterflies

I wonder why he’s here
With me
Holding me tight

But then
I realize why
He’s here
With me

Cos his heart is in
My hands
Never broken
~

©2006 kai croft

2 comments:

Aurora said...

Very sweet.:)

Poetry by Kai said...

thanks