I'm Flying With You
Your hands round my waist
Your lips by my neck
Your scent and your taste
Heart flipped when we met
Your talented fingers
Play on your guitar
You forever linger
In my mind more
You make me smile
Like no - one else does
You make me laugh
It's you who I trust
Nervous when with you
But calm in your arms
I tell nothing but truth
You're comfortably warm
You tower high above me
You make me feel so safe
You band down to kiss me
It's you with whom I'll stay
Your lips soft and gentle
Your hands comforting
Without you I'm mental
But with you I'm flying
Tuesday 2nd September 2008
poem by Emma Woods
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