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Southern Greens with Errol and Diane

Your hand fits in mine, like its made just for me
But bear this in mind, it was meant to be


And I’m joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks and it all makes sense to me.


I know you’ve never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile
You’ve never loved your stomach or your thighs, the dimples in your back
at the bottom of your spine but I love them endlessly


I wont let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if I do, it’s you they add up to
I’m in love with you and all these little things


 You can’t go to bed without a cup of tea and maybe that’s the reason
that you talk in your sleep and all those conversations
are the secrets that I keep though it makes no sense to me 



 I know you’ve never loved the sound of your voice on tape
You never want to know how much you weigh


You still have to squeeze into your jeans
But you’re perfect to me


 You’ll never love yourself half as much as I love you
You’ll never treat yourself right darling


but I want you to, if I let you know
I’m here for you maybe you’ll love yourself like I love you


 Photo by Chestknots Studio

Styling by Jermiegale Sy of Lifestyle by Feliz

HMUA by Judy Ramos

Words and Blogged by Jermiegale Sy


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