Rakastajani,  i think about you throughout my day. and the littlest things remind me of you..

 i have to watch what i say because no matter what i am talking about the conversation somehow leads back to you. these are some of the things that take me straight to you:

 

When someone mentions brats. i think of your sexy accent and the way you pronounce that long 'a'

 

When practicing those tounge twisters you sent me i think of the cute way you smiled as you stumbled over them .. suddenly shy

 

When listening to the radio just a few strains of sax is all it takes to remind me of you practicing to play at your brothers wedding

 

When clearing the table i think of that naughty little thing you whispered in my ear.....

"Tule tänne niin rakastellaan pöydälläni" come here so we can make love on my table

When closing the window to the cold i imagine you pulling me back into the bed, wrapping your strong arms around me.

when i wake my first thoughts are of you. and if you are still at work

when i sleep my dreams are of you.

i use your name as the key to my secret locks.  to my computer, my second email account,  to my profile here. its perfect. those who know you would never suspect.

my love, you are under my skin, my heart aches to know when i can see you again. and hold you in my arms.