I enter the dayglow portal into a world beaming with bountiful beauty; I engage in stealing the look in your eyes when you hit my high note; Music is our bridge to connect, and I savor the taste of your sun warm on my tongue; You’re the best medicine for my soul, moreover, you inspire a sublime time in my heart and mind.

(Bryan Adams was my first concert, and he sang my childhood all-time favorite romantic song that I would cry and hope and pray someday some man would feel that way about me, lol. I had to share because I love every choice I see, to me like reading a treasure map. My brain ate upon that video all day, pleasuring myself with endorphin-POPS;)

(I promise this is true…I have this song and “In Your Eyes” stored together in my ‘likes playlist’ since February in case we were going to have a “best love song” themed round in music league.)

I wait all day to see you until my eyelids bow to fatigue and my brain becomes completely comfortable imagining you holding me, fingers laced in my hair, lips on my neck as I moan before your mouth melts upon mine, while tongue-tickles perk up my nipples, my core greedy to feel your light roam in and out of my holes.