Thursday, June 4, 2009

You are special

Running fingers through my hair
I settle down on the bed
Looking around for answer "already known"
Millions of thoughts rush in my mind
leading to one question
"Why are you special?"
You confess your love in the middle of sleep,
You wink at me at odd times,
You compliment me the best in my messy hair,
You read my mind easily,
You make me feel my need in life,
You bring me happiness and pleasure
And you make every moment memorable.
I smile at you
And whisper in your ear
"You are special"