These are a few of my favorite things..

iamblessed:

the spot where your hand rests
-where my hip meets my thigh-
when we sleep
it’s yours

the small of my back
-where your hands lock to pull me close-
while we’re in line at the movies
it’s yours

the place on my wrist
-where my pulse races at your touch-
that you kiss and make me forget my name
it’s yours

the space in my heart
-where love seemed to instantly evaporate-
that now overflows every time I catch you staring
it’s yours

it’s
all
yours