You – 4

You push back
With tender fingers, full of love
Stray tendrils of hair
Escaping my bun

My heart pulsates
Eager, hopeful
Memories assail
Of beautiful days of wooing and romance

You bring bursts of brilliant colour
Turquoise and purple and orange
To drab days, with these little gestures of yours
How do you work your magic so?

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For the three words for the week over at 3WW – Drab, pulsate, tendril

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