All I aim for every minute of my life is to be with you.

By your side. Our hands locked. With the padlock of love.

With you on top of me. Your chest as a vise pinning me against yours.

Cutting my breathing. My eyes rolling blank to the point of fainting.

And then you lifting me to the clouds of the room’s ceiling.

In a cold night. In a warm night. Or daytime. Anytime.

Sweet love, you are my Goddess. I’d to go to Hell or Heaven, it would

make no difference as long as I’d be with you, sweet love.

Kiss me gently or roughly. Either way would be as sweet as the other.

Let me wide open the window. Need to hear the cricket, the owl and

wolf. My brothers are asking for me. Let me tell them I’m good.

Now, going back to our love making. Ah, yes. We were getting there.

Sweet love.

EO