i like the way it feels when you simply slide
your arms around my waist(slightly
possessive,truly simply sweetly you)
&when you kiss me
underneath a sky strewn with sparkles,i
cannot help but feel that your kiss
is everything(but at the same time,
my belovèd,
it is but a prelude to)everything
i hold dear
(&i admit
i like,dear,when you hold me)