Travel towards the sun by day, until weary then turn left if may. A cottage in the middle of nowhere you seek, will be just beyond your reach.
You are like a well aged bottle of whiskey, your brilliance and charisma get better with the growing months. Your body is a ocean I love to dive in, gentle waves guide me to bliss.
For my husband...beautiful and calm, mysterious and amazing.
I lay awake watching you sleep,
Gazing deep into your closed eyes.
Yearning to join you in your dreams, finding peace knowing you are sleeping, even if I can not do the same.
Hours pass, minutes tick, my eyes begin to close as I slowly drift off to sleep.
A rose's bloom
Soft pink petal lips
On the morning glow
Your eyes are pretty
— The End —