At days end when lips and hips slip and stick,

I am content being with you .

At first light when The might of the night

has been swept away by Bright of the day.

My heart runs for you it thrumbs

Tumbles and crumples under softest of covers

Beating tattoos to you.

The way that you say good morning

I have to confide. It's all warming inside

Its the start of a ride to heaven and back.

White into black start of my day

Here’s looking at you. Blue.

The way your hair move in suns rays.

Bouncing away like whisp's on a trip,

tippity tap right on into. The routes of my soul

The warmth in the smile from your eyes,

as those lashes first rise,

This warms me too.

As morning meanders on your voice on the line

It’s the song in mind I assume that my feet then find

Their soles trotting along too, two steps at a time

For your charms are so fine, those legs they divine.

I sm somewhat inclined. To dance the day through.

Just thinking of you..

Just after lunch, not doing much else! still thinking of you.

Sipping my tea. Persona all pleasant at ease all my eyes see's

Is that picture of you. Its the one in the frame. You looking all pleased

Even in dress Yes. Just to tease laughing out loud, at me on my knees.

Drinking from shoe

Come late after noon I know I will soon, once again, rain drops away
Swaning on home, all in a swoon crooning of you, All in a stew

Then jumping the gate, Impatience will just not wait all in a state I am .

From missing Kissing Yes-you