When thoughts tip-toe,leap,tangoin an ever-continuing fashionlike the second hand on your grandpa's favorite watch;the whole time eyes crinkledwith a ..
Each brush of moonlit skinduring the tango of our unspoken wordsEvery understood beat of his gentle heartbeneath my headThe shared early morning warmt..
My hips are impressed like the silent shoreunder your unwavering ebb and flowYourungranted tide assults my sand,every grain a prisoner caressed in sal..
The lion of the night lets out a roarand azap of radiant current squiggles to the ground,cuttingthroughblackness.In that illuminated moment I catch yo..
Anything this hardened should shatterwith any contact force thrown in its directionbut I can't committ to the seductioncan't scribble my signature and..