sunshine

I met a guy, three years younger than me.

He's tall, clean and good-looking.

Our paths crossed and we fell in love.

I never thought I would so easily and madly in love with him, but I did.

I call him "My Sunshine" as he always brightens up my day.

I love how he picked me up in my car very morning.

Give me a kiss in the forehead then say, "You look beautiful today."

I fell for the way he holds my hand and hugs my waist.

I cherish his presence and miss him the minute we part.

I adore his smile and the way he looks at me in the eye.

I love the touch of his skin, the smell of his perfume.

I love the way he takes care of me, the way he worries about me.

I love both our long conversation and our silent moments.

I love his warm hugs and his tender kisses.