when I reminisce about our Yesterdays the recollections that stand out above all the rest as the most important the remembrances that call to me louder than all the others to retain my attention again and again the memories that are painted in the most vivid colors to recall my mind's eye repeatedly and inexorably are always of those times when I've made you
like that just like that the laugh I love the most where it seems to almost burst out of you as if you couldn't hold it in even if you'd wanted to where your eyes crinkle up the way they do when you're about to cry and your blood rushes to your face rushes to greet me and you become my favorite shade of pink just like that you're at your most beautiful
how many times now have I made you lose control this way? made your body rebel against your will made you shake in uncontrollable ecstasy that left you sore and gasping for breath?
Not nearly enough
for of all the ways I can please you pleasure you for of the whole range of choices I have at my disposal to make you shudder in uncontainable joy there is not one that returns to me half as much delight nor conveys half as much of my desire nor expresses half as much of my love as does the Gift of getting to hear you laugh at me until you are entirely spent