All the Small Ings

Walking up behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist. Inhaling his natural scent, and his good taste. Dining side by side. Touching his leg on a car ride. Catching a sideways glance. Smiling because we took a chance.¬†¬†Holding hands anywhere. We make quite a striking pair. Watching a movie, our toes on the coffee … Continue reading All the Small Ings