read it like poetry if you wish, for that is what it is in my mind. that kind of stupid poetry that doesn't really rhyme and could possibly be written better as a simple, coherent paragraph and yet here it is, in lines and such.
We break.
I bury my face in the crook of her neck,
and it seems it all becomes a little more clear.
It's all I can do just to breathe deep the way
she smells, to feel her body against mine.
And I sigh.
And that's it.
I feel her do the same.
And so we are. Here. Standing. Together.
Us.
I press a gentle kiss to her neck and I swear…
I swear I can feel her smile.