I met the best woman in the world - my wife.
.......not knowing which way I should turn.......
Releasing what is useless in my life with no regret
Walking through Hell,
She found her coveted piece of Heaven.
bread is moldy, duck is dead.
always loved, always safe..
trust you need to provide.
It's there...following your every move
Catch the elusive wave
That you and I
Can see each other's
That our paths joined
Lead us to a
That the distance
Will crumble, the moment
Our lips touch?
That enjoying each
Other's company, is more
Than just fantasy?
once before, I think, maybe.
wonderful adventures and midnight conversations.
Amused, she smiled impishly when he called her "Devil Woman!"
I'm part belle dame sans merci, part damsel in distress.
The echo of your fingertips lingers softly on my skin.
Let us all pitch in before the Earth goes Poof.
His captivating easy smile
Fumbled with her train of thought..
but my phone isn't dead yet.
as I remembered how you lived.
the tactful response I got was "Busy"
and suddenly everything has changed.
The quiet in her mind slowly drives her to madness.
I realised life was precious when told I'd actually died.
You inside me
That is heaven.
filled with sensuality, awakening passion...
I said yes.
"I don't believe in feminism, but I believe in equality."
Poorly treated farm dog now has loving home with me.
I thrive on temptation...(I simply had to edit this one to add the picture)
His lips whispered silent words of passion against her skin