What happened to the kind of love that starts with a glance across the room a conversation on a couch between two strangers who are drawn to each other hoping to become lovers… What happened to the kind of love that starts with a phone call placed for no other purpose than to hear the
Poetry
Anticipation
Make me feel like a flower soft and beautiful with long slender petals and morning dew waiting to blossom Help me lose myself to you as your hands gently stroke my face slowly moving down my neck grasping my shoulders then cupping my breasts my