I remember why I love you

Because your kisses are soft and tender.

Because your kisses are hungry and urgent.

Because when your smile reaches your deep blue eyes, your whole face glows.

Because when you smile at me, so do I.

Because when you really hurt, you don’t always hide your tears inside.

Because when I really hurt, you scoop me up in your arms.

Because in your arms, I feel like I’ve come home.

Because when you touch me, your knowing hands warm my cool skin.

Because you still know how to tease me and please me and otherwise appease me.


About Casey

“the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes ‘Awww!’ ~ Jack Kerouac, On The Road Again
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3 Responses to I remember why I love you

  1. joesoares says:

    Nice one. I like it.

  2. Oh, yeah, i forgot about this one.

    Thanks Joe.


  3. I think it’s time to write some more poetry.

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