My Sweet Valentine
"Who are You?" I asked my sweet Valentine... She turned over, her sweet feminine scent entangled in her hair & on my lips.. My breaths skipped a beat, as her curves shivered in a sweet rhythm, from her bosom to her hips As her lazy gaze landed on me, a million ships of cues and questions swam ashore in her hazel eyes, Her sweet silhouette drew close to me, as the horizon of her shadow glittered with hues of evening skies... "I am your sweet poem," she whispered in my ears, her intoxicating...