The Way She Loved Him. Poem by Lulu Muffin

she loved the sweet scent he possesed.
the brilliant white smile
that he carried on with him even when he was angry.
she loved the wardobe he possesed,
and the vibe he carried on with him
when he wore his brown shirt, and black jeans.
the flow that swept around him
upon arrival in a room.
the love that was fullfilled of him by such subjects..
she loved the way he gently touched her arm while watching jeapordy.
the way he looked down at her carefully
while she was sleeping.
the way he would give her a ringolo
and pretend it was there wedding ring.
she loved when he would let her dress him up,
and put pink nail polish on his toes
because none of her girlfriends were available.
most of all she loved the way she could be herself around him
without a care in the world.
hair messy, no make-up he still loved her equally.