is not expensive presents
or lavish flowery words.
It’s not a bouquet of roses
or elaborate dates.
It is the little things
that resonate with her,
that make her swoon
just a bit more,
as she allows you to become closer.
It is questions asked
that show you’ve been listening to her
and a gaze that misses nothing,
holding and heating her skin
with its intensity.
It is the slight touch of fingers
when you’re looking elsewhere
but still connected.
It is sitting end to end on a couch
silent but aware of each other.
It is your hand on the small of her back
not because she needs you to
but because you can’t not touch her.
Romance is time given
when time is short.
A five minute touch to remind her
that she is in your thoughts as you are in hers.
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