He was a mysterious young fellow.
Quiet and Serene.
But in bed, he is a god
that can't be contained.

My heart beats poetries. Do you hear it?

I miss you, every time I breathe.

If I had a thousand wishes,
I would only ask for you.

At night when things are quiet, I think of you...that is all I need.

He was a curious lad,
       with a broad chest and strong shoulders.
        His eyes were a deep brown,
        his jaw line sharp and defined.
        He loved action,
        he also loved adventure.
        But most of all he loved to run
        his hand along my legs,
        making me flush in all his
        favorite places.