Dont touch she says
As you sit in the barn that is filled with hay
So you line her curves with your fingers tips, never lingering
As you exhale to realize the beauty
Of warmth of a body and the power of our smells
Sigh
You keep going in your mind, you're in too deep, don't love hard
We are hardly loving creatures and "I prefer not to", she says, "I like it that way"

She turns her head and looks down, then looks up at me straight and says "you could break me if you wish"
She then lowers her eyes with hesitancy

Verionica my dear, you arent just anyone, you are the person I vowed to stay with, hand on hand, lips to lips

Your ocean is now black, losing water, the fish are becoming accustomed to your body
The smell of discontentment.
You may enjoy the sunshine, however
You wait for the sky to get gray, along with the fish
The rain comes down only sometimes

Hell, lets just dance.