footsteps

I like the way you look at me
with your eyes so soft and brown.

I like the way you hold my hands
and pull me back on grounds.

I like the way you smile at me
and make my heart go warm.

I like the way you let me bury
my head into your arms.

I like the way you wipe my tears
and pull me close to you.

I like the way you play with my hair
you curl it like a kid so playful

I like the way you lift me up
when nothing seems in place.

I like the way you laugh at me
when I ask you for a kiss.

I like the way you move your face
next to mine so close,
so close
that your cushioned cheeks pressed on mine,
that I can smell your distinct yet familiar fragrance,
that it tells me my heart is at home,
and into my ears I hear you saying,
“I love you!”

Don’t leave me mum, don’t let me walk alone.