I Like

I like the way you hold me,

Tenderly yet possessively,

As we walk together,

Towards our favourite places.

I like the way you look at me,

Hopefully yet hungrily,

As we see each other,

Devouring wordlessly.

I like the way your touch feels,

Softly yet eagerly,

As we hold each other,

Unapologetically.

FLY, I SAY