He says he likes coffee but if you really knew him you would know that his taste for coffee is actually cream and sugar with splash of coffee.
You would know that he hates the taste of tea because it reminds him of dirty dish water.
He always gets mad when he falls asleep early because he thinks he's going to miss out on things.
If you knew him you would know that when he says he's going to lay down and relax, he actually means he's going to take a 6 hour nap.
You would know that he likes to turn every single light on when he comes home;
And that he hates to take his shoes off.
You would know that he's terrible with directions and he gets super annoyed when he gets lost.
Don't get upset with him, though. He hates it when he feels stupid.
But he's not stupid.
He is so intelligent and ambitious.
He is the most caring and genuine person you will ever meet.
His eyes are like chocolate and his smile could light up an entire room.
His skin is like caramel, warm and smooth.
He has a voice that is calm and comforting; Like a lullaby that will put me to sleep.
He puts his heart and soul into everything he loves.
And I am the one who was lucky enough for him to love the most.
he has eyes that change color,
and a smile to match his mood.
he always keeps me company,
he's my sky, my stars, my moon.
he is my moonlight dancing,
in the summer rain.
he is my burning candle,
my happy gentle flame.
when i feel him near me,
my blood begins to rush.
he takes my breath away,
with just a simple touch.
his voice calms my fires,
on a smoky dreary day.
his wisdom soothes my soul,
his kiss is chardonnay.
his glimpse is oh-so-silky,
makes flowers bloom in may.
his love is boiling crimson,
he will forever stay.
i love him like no other,
and at the end of the day
the feelings i have for him,
still will always stay.
I seek so much more than jst a physical connection
I seek to know the melodies that cross inbto your mind when you wake up
I seek to hear your voice whisper into my ears
I seek to know who your are
I seek to know your thoguhs, whims and fear
i seek to know the language of your eyeas, the stories they tell
I seek to know what sets your heart on fire so that i can keep it alit for the remainder of our lives
Oh baby, i seek to know everything about you beyond the surface.
Twinkle, twinkle, Little Star
Has my love really gone that far?
Little Star in the sky, you look so grand
Will you let my love hold my hand?
Little Star, I'll whisper a wish
that my love will give me a kiss
Little Star, please grant it this time
that my love will always be mine.
No this wasn't platonic, white and placid
Made out of crimson cherries and blueberries
It was amplifying, reddish, corrosive as acid
I couldn't move my jaw, or breathe; I choked
Like breathing was an illusion I saw before my eye
No! This didn't go away with time.
It resided, very well groomed in my heart
Oh closely! Listen! Can you hear it beat?
And thump, and pound and pound and pound!
No it wasn't an aimless seed planted perfect
It was an explosive, a bomb you say!
What has this world got against my heart?
It cracked, held still and shattered, by sudden?
No! Well rehearsed plots, undergoing attacks.
And words came bursting out,
And blood flooded my mouth
And specked your charming face .
And I fell...
Into your arms, you ask?
No! Onto the ground..
Onto the solid ground that kept me company.
You left, my dear!
Knowing not! Knowing not!
How my craze is a realm of love
And a touch of reality...
Tina RSH ©