Things I love about us.

 I love our relationship
 I love sharing laughter with you.
 I love the warmth we create when we hold each other
 I love  the way your hand feels in mine
 I love making dinner with you
 I love cuddling with you and talking
 I love the way your hair feels in my fingers
 I love sitting on the couch and watching it snow with you
 I love the way your eyes sparkle when you laugh at something silly I've said
 I love the way  your skin feels under my hand
 I love our love and how we make it
 I love the way you taste
 I love how you love our relationship too




                                                       



                                                 
                                                           
                                                                                                 

                                           

                                                                  

    China Doll's Musings

                                      

I love our relationship
I love laughing with you - I never had that before
I love that you get my humor
I love the safety in your arms
I love that your hand is always there, when I'm sad, scared, needy, just because
I love making dinner with you, and that you like sharing food adventures with me, and that you love what I make, and that some days, you're not afraid to take the pots out of my hands
I love cuddling, never had that either, it's nice
My hair is awesome I love the way it feels cascading through your fingers
I love sitting on the couch and watching it snow, knowing you're home and don't have to venture out in it alone, so far from home
I love, even if I don't always understand, that look of delight in your eyes, and joyous laughter over something small and silly I've said or done
I love the feel of your hands on my skin, and the way your touch leaves little trails of goosebumps
I love the love we make, and how you understand me better than I know myself
I love making you tremble and collapse in a heap proclaiming "I died" (silly Daddy)
I love the way you taste, and sucking your lips, and biting your eyebrow
I love that you love me no matter what, it leaves me breathless and full of wonder that you could
I love and appreciate that my fear never angers or frustrates you, and you never think I'm stupid, or foolish or weak
I love the love we share, it is uncommon, and so are you.