You make me smile

*smile*

the troubles of my day melt away

my body relaxes

and my muscles take a break:

releasing tension

breaking the constant suspension

of stress

Floating

Floating on the surface

Afraid to penetrate

That outer layer

And get deep down

in the the nitty gritty of it all

I’ll take your word for it

and he said:

i had his heart,

but that he didn’t deserve me,

that he wasn’t worthy

of the honour

of my hand.

and because he claims honesty,

and i honour truth,

i had no choice

but to believe him.

(c) 2010 L. Ashwood