When has a hug ever felt sooo good?
Letting go.. so felt like dying.
Inside my melancholy soul sighing..
Waiting for the next breath taken in.
How I cannot wait to see him!
A chiseled specimen,
He is a beast!
And I, the damsel in distress will give him no grief,
..to sweep me away into happily ever after.
The laughter he brings!
Phenomenal blessing!
A beloved, sacred thrill.
I am enveloped and spinning in a tailspin!
One thought on “After all, I have not recovered from his sanctity”