One month;
Thirty-one days but sixty-two I love you's.
One for closing eyes,
the other for a morning surprise.
...but, maybe I lost count,
for when the moments you were down
I slipped one in underneath that frown.
Three words spoken in serene meaning;
even the buzz of the city calmed to hear our hearts beating
and I still see those thighs leaving
two separate worlds, but being together is still more intriguing
So, I pray for our days together to never end
cause if it did, I wouldn't be able to mend.
Your the only one I love,
^ hence all the stuff above ^