All the Little Things

It's the little things I notice
like a hitch
in his breath
an exhale
a sigh
his fingers in my hair
and lightly roaming
over my ass
the way he slides
the strap of my lingerie
from my shoulder
or the soft kisses
on my back
his scent
refreshing
his smile as
he looks at me
and his whispered words
it's all stored
in my memory
every moment
every feeling
every time
it's all the little things
that make
me happy