No other words would describe this better.
No other sentence or description or explanation would put this feeling into context any better.
Sweet disposition – you soft palm pressed against mine with your fingers curved into mine.
Sweet disposition – your delicate mouth in the crook of my neck. I can smell your skin. Vanilla.
Sweet disposition – It was a rough day; I can tell. Lay your head over here – on my chest – and feel how my heart races. That only happens when you’re around. It does that for you.
Sweet disposition. Sweet everything – your taste; your smell; your touch; the picture of our future; us. Everything.
I am in the sweetest disposition since I’ve been with you.