I Told Each Pages About You

His black curly hair,

Denying me of it's touch doesn't seem fair.

His deep honey eyes,

scanning the top of my body

down to my thighs.


His peachy smear lips,

kissing my neck lines

down to my hips.

His warm embrace,

Leaving me to hear nothing else,

But our hearts race.


His soft laughter,

keeping me happy and

peaceful thereafter.

The thoughts of losing him made me blue,

I knew I wanted him all through,

the moment he said;

'I love you'