She invigorates my volatility and all my sensibilities,
Her humor haunts my afternoons, in all its hilarity,
My only vulnerability comes from her being mine,
The curve of her body wraps around my mind all the time,
A seductive neckline and cheekbones falling in pure grace,
In the sunlight gold flecks fill in the blue of her eyes,
And warmth enveloping her heart, spewing goodness,
Mornings are the best, no safer place,
Nobody talks about such perfect monotony.
jaymsgatz 