Singing to me, your soprano silences my thoughts and you pervade my naked heart with metaphors of your tinted shell. Surely I am worn as you enclose existence to my song! A smile lends loveliness to an open carcass, your emotion I borrow and I am proud to have lived this fantastic fiction. As a recipient of your lenient arms and resilient love, I am openly and harmonically in tune to your melody.
You fill me, I stir you and then we are one. My heart beats, sweat pours from your breast as we consume this affection; you reach those elevations never sought, and what’s unbelievably, intriguing I have fallen totally immersed in being captivated by you.
My attentions become limp and I know at this instant that I want you more than this Canon which lay in my arms. You capture me, sense’s leaves me, emotionally, I’m unmistakenly your boo! You saturate me as you concentrate me, when you visit with me I get even more hopelessly and diversely in tune to your harmony.
Play for me a verse of that note I so love to hear; your smile, oh how I lust to see. To be alone with you, to hold you, to love the one I’ve grown to know – this describes everything in phrase which completes me; And in my heart this choice I know to be so true, it charms me, just to know how in tune I am with you…
To my love, my wife for the many nights of having Envizion Photography (EP) in bed with us. Just so you know, you flow through my veins!