Warm, windy days.

When your name is said with a smile and such respect, that it becomes a compliment.

When it is said with such tenderness, it becomes a caress.

 

When the thought of you brings to mind happy, gay times.

And when it makes someone randomly smile.

 

When someone thinks of you in that semi-consciousness of just waking up.

When someone falls asleep to the thought of you.

 

When your name is said with a grin and laughing eyes,

you know that that moment is all that matters.

 

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