Good.

Tastes like chocolate

Looks like roses

Seems like romance

Feels like -

Loving you

Loving you

Loving you.

Kisses in the morning

You're the first light on my face

I'm growing in your arms

I bloom where I'm planted

That crazy mouth of yours

Curvature, work of her art

I'm growing in your arms

I bloom where I'm planted

Softness of your skin

Hair against my back

Finger tips down the crack - of my spine

In these sheets I sleep

I don't peep

Here you keep

Me close, & warm, and good.

In your eyes I'm lit like fire,

We perspire to put me out.