Yet no matter

what is done.

I love you.

It's a constant.

My sun and my rain.

cotton of love

in a deep

blue sky.

I'm empty

without

the need...

You're

all there

is that

gives me joy.

The love

of my life.

The dynamic

in our duo.

You...

Love as more

con's than pro's.

It's why

it is easily

less achieved.

But,

one on

the list

of pro's

can knock

every other

thing

against

it flow.

There are many

reasons

to

walk away.

Take the

rope

to ease

my pain.

But love

is the only

way I

know

that grows

on the soil

of doubt.

Breaks

the locks

within

the clay.

Lets

in oxygen

and springs

forth

life.

Love will

find it way,

like the rain

in an heavy

cloud.

It will

storm

again.

She gives

me a good

whooping

from time

to time.

I can't say

I didn't

deserve it.

Trippin'

and sliding

Her mind

melding

sticker

slaps,

breaks

my pride.

I never

know

that I'm

close,

until

I cross

the line.

Fine me

your

love

baby,

let me

fight

to honor

our pact.

You're

my sun...

the cannon

fodder

that ursurps

the burn.

I'll gladly

walk back

to the klin.

Add more

inkling

to my steel.

Over

and over

till my will

is one

with your wish.

She' from Anyazon (Amazon)

A princess to the

throne

of thrones.

My wonder woman.

Faster than a bullet,

a symbol

of freedom

and love.

My wonder woman...

forged from

the klin

of the rarest

of precious

ornaments.

Her heart

is made

of molten

diamonds.

A crystal

soul

purer

than

the freshest

spring.

I'm

not worthy...

so I kneel

before

her throne.

A jar of

the freshest

honey

to wipe

her tender

feet.

I use my lips

as towel

to drain

the over flowing

sweet.

She's my wonder

woman.

A woman

of valour,

how I

worship

thee.

I just had

the best

night sleep

I've ever had.

My entire

chest floated

away.

A new dawn

of a new day.

She's my sun,

that as made

me this way.

I kiss your feet.

You held

me through

the night,

I sang like

a bird.

I sang some

more...

Kissed your

lips and

your lollies

too.

Brave new

world

mood

for your

surfinia

and my

petunia.

As we burn

in the deepest

passion,

and cement

our

legacy

by noturing

the next

generation...

You moan

loudly

as a

new life

springs

forth.

We hold

hands at the park.

Feed the pigeons

and kissed

some more.

I pressed

my face

on yours.

Cheek to

cheek.

Small

talks.

It was

simple...

yet I was

overwhelmed

with JOY.

Smooshes

and our

eyes locked

in deep passion.

At the back sit...

I sucked your

lollies.

Feed them my love.

Warm surfinia

burger aroma

sawed my breath.

I rested my nose

on your string

to take

in the fabric

fragrance mixed

with surfinia

musk.

My tongue

dipped the bun

in an honey jar...

Salivating

hunger

rose

as I ate

it all.

Petunia

swears in

action.

As he

verb

your purple

vein

to squish

strawberry

jelly

paste.

Bubbarrrgh!

I want some more...

Don't stop.

Huh! Huuuuuuuh!

Yes! Yeaaaahhhhhsssssss!

Hmm!

She stuck her fin

in a honey jar,

couldn’t swim

far from the spoils

of dinner.

I’m bewitched

by

her bright scales.

Sexy diva,

please give

me your

coral reef

number.

I got aged

wine in my freezer,

below the crab shells,

close to a litre.

Honey glazed croissants.

Tea bags from the finest

Leaf branch.

She swims past

my gills receiver,

planting her

beauty in

my

frail mind.

I moon walked

closer,

hoping to get

her bubbling

lips racks

of

carbon dioxide.

Hey mister!

quit hovering

next to me,

It’s past

inner labia.

I want petunia

inn deep surfinia’s

bar.

Step into my

Kitchen.

Five stars,

like you won’t

believe it.

Cocktailed

lollies,

sliced cherries.

I take small sips.

At the end of the

filling,

We’ve got

soundtracks

that drills

cracks in

the ceilings.

Ugh! she said,

as she moaned

helplessly

on the riverbed

Huh! Huuuuh!

Bubbaargh!

Nooooohhhhh!

You're worthy

of my praise.

A

precious

rare gem

of its own

divison.

Anya

the conqueror

of the million

cell units

that makes

up my heart.

I love you...

deeper than

the well

of time.

More

than

the number

of threads

that makes

up the fabric

of the universe.

You

are worthy

of my praise...

Your love keeps

me warm

in the middle

of the night.

It combs my

angsty beards,

gives them

fatal care.

I rest in your

words,

believe in

what you've

said.

Carry me away,

let no obstacle

unroof our

cell.

Kiss me deeper...

more berry

exchange,

more zest.

I eat your surfinia.

Oily buns,

meaty sponge

and chili

Asian pigeonwings

with extra hot strawberry

jelly sauce.

Bubbbbbbaaaaarrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhhh!

Petunia battles with

the crumbs

as you moan

to his

uniform thrust.

Hmm! Huh! Uh! Huh!

Hmm! Huh!

Deep sigh...

another night

wanders off.

A blissful

pocket of

dust.

To the moment

lost.

I threw safety

out the door,

left my

seat belt

untouched,

as I wonder

into the escape

of your embrace.

The silent kisses

in the middle

of the night.

Reminiscence sour

juice of lust.

Raw flesh littered

with salt water particles.

Evidence of action

festooned by our

persistent friction.

Bubba! Leaf no

bun undone.

My double decker

surfinia burger

needs more sauce.

I chili your Asian

pigeonwings with

equivocal thrusting.

That's more like it, bubbaargh!