My eyes must deceive me
She's beautiful beyond compare
My ears are not trust worthy
Her voice reminds me of birds singing on a cool
morning in spring
My nose is mystified by her smell
she smells like a cool spring day just after it's done
raining
*We meet face to face*
Her face feels as oriental silk that just begs to be
touched
*We come together in a spontaneous heavenly kiss*
She tastes so sweet that I lose my breath...
She's a fantasy, a dream that is real but not mine
yet...
Hope
