Duopoly

Do you like the feel of my name on your lips?
Do you like the sound of my kiss?
And the way that my fingers run through your hair?
How my scent lingers even when i'm not there?
Do you like the way my eyes dance when I laugh?
And how i enjoy those two-hour baths?
Could I convince you to dance in the rain with me?
And have everyone watching thinking we were insane?
Do you like the innocent way that I cry at soppy old movies i've seen hunderds of times?

i like the way you move the hair away from my eyes and kiss me.
the way you hold my hand.
and the way you sing off-key.
i like the way you let me sleep on your chest.
but i dont like the way you take up all the bed and snore =)
the way you just let me talk to you.
and you listen, or at least pretend to listen.
i like the way you make fun of me just to make us laugh.
the way we pull faces
and laugh so hard my tummy hurts.
above all i like the way we're friends.

this is going to make for one intense novel.
my writing skills never stop to amazing me.
the journal.
much?
maybe?