Cottons of warmth fill my chest
The fine hairs of my skin rise, mimicking an open meadow bending to the waves of air
The kind of air that surrounds you
And you feel relief
A slow widened smile comes to life
I can't help myself, my inner child screams in excitement
How can one person be so captivating?
Not secretive, expressive. Not loud, I usually am quiet. I tend to depend on my enthusiasm in whatever situation (childish I know, but that's me)
Feb 3, 2014
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