Dec. 10th, 2005

not_that_spike: (shy smile)
It's the way you look at those Martian flowers.

No, it's that little smile you wear.

Wait.

It's the way your arms feel around me, or when your legs wrap around my body, or when you bounce into the room smiling from some thought or discovery or whatever it is, or the way you stand by the closet looking like you're working so hard at picking an outfit. Let's see: Venusian vanilla or Venusian vanilla? This shirt of Spike's or that one?

Maybe it's the way your skin glows when we're just out of the shower.

Or just going into the shower.

Oh, hell, Beth: it's every damn thing about you. One part of me wishes I'd known you earlier, impossible as that is. It's impossible that we know each other now, but we do and I'm so fucking glad. Because I'm past the point where I could be all casual if you weren't a part of my life all of a sudden.

I feel like knowing you, being with you, loving you is all such a privilege.

Yeah, it's everything about you. Do anything and everything for you, just to see you smile.

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