Sit

Come sit next to me
I want to smell your scent as you
Tweak my cheeks
As I laugh into your eyes.

It's a big surprise how you
Gentle me along...
Sitting with you is no hardship.
I could do it until I'm weak...
But sitting with you makes me strong.



Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-08-22 at 03:18

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Sid Gardner
To tweak a cheek once a week will produce a squeak (Of delight)
Sid
2009-08-23


J. E.
A nice feeling to this lovely write indeed, well done!
2009-08-22



Yes! just to sit and be Jenks....

Loved this, so calming

Smiling at you

Tai
2009-08-22


Kathy Lockhart
what a lovely text and the last line makes this so quietly powerful.
2009-08-22