Red wine with you to dine.

Love is in the air.

A wish, and you are mine.

A soft touch

reveals so much.

Just a glance into your eyes

opens up a portal into your soul,

revealing the most beautiful,

big and blue skies.

Time to share my all with you

and give unto you,

what I have been wanting to.

I  breathe in your masculinity,

which shows your true identity.

A manly man of whom I know you to be,

the best in the world that I can see.

I’m a mess until you touch me

and holding me in your arms,

I become a witness to all your charms.

You throw darts of love at me with your eyes.

Those eyes can tell no lies.

I snuggle my face into the crook of your neck

and our lips are just inches apart.

I give your cheek a peck,

feeling day old whiskers

that shows all the more,

how manly you are.

I feel secure when you hold me tight.

I fear nothing whether it be day or night.

Our love is a beautiful story

that has yet to be told,

a book that would be

reveranced as pure gold.

It would keep the readers hanging

until the very end.

A story that would cling to the hearts

of those that read,

in which they would beg

for a continuance,

ravenously hungry to feed

their love sick hearts.