"Be happy with what you have and are, be generous with both, and you won't have to hunt for happiness." William E. Gladstone
He’s the romantic type With surprise and pleasure We had a favorite beach Always finding treasure
Every sandy morsel Sand, shells and sea Beauty all around us Every day a discovery
New object appeared Unfamiliar, shiny A note inside a bottle Not big, yet not tiny
I picked it up to look “Open it” he said “Beauty’s everywhere” The tiny note read…
“Nature is perfection And we’re all a part You’ve taken my body Now I want your heart”
He held my hands And drew me near “You’re my everything I will not disappear”
Troubling past lovers Held me back before Running ‘round in circles But this, I can’t ignore
Akin to a hungry cat Stalking every angle Moving in so fast And ready to tangle
I lean into kiss him 'Cause I’m willing prey Seems the chase is done As our eyes lock in gaze
Cat and mouse at play Wet lips, watering mouth He’s filled with intention And wandering south
“I love to please you” He says with desire “What else can I say this wild heart’s on fire”
Prowling cat far too long His hunt is unrelenting Words matching actions More than I’m expecting
Moving in much tighter I’m the prize awaiting I willingly surrender No more persuading
No more the side dish We both devour the feast and I’m his main course Content and complete
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