Love drives everything I do.
I feel the luckiest at about 6:30 am in the avenues. Plastered motions that only allow me to spoon and implant my face into her sweet scented hair.
“I’m all your’s”, she declares.
Feet pounding,
Intriguing four counts of only my mind can dance to.
Natural perspiration leaking from my skin.
The burn.
Oh the burn,
Night skies and exotic hi’s.
Country side, laying on a familiar terrain.
Loving on something fresh,
I couldn’t refrain from
You are beautiful.
You are wonderful.
Blind eyes could tell,
I feel your love so kindredly.
Although it’s young I know it’s meant to be.