Let’s lay on the fresh grass on this sultry night.

And let me count to you the stars. The stars of your eyes. After I go

through each and every one of your eyelashes. Reach your pupils and

start counting them. Yes, all the stars above us are there too. You’re a

mirror to them. The closer I get to you the easier it gets to do it.

But…kissing your lips makes me lose the count…Sweet Heavens!

Have to start all over…383, 384, 385, 386…I did it again! Sweet Heavens!

At this rate I doubt I’ll finish this evening. Let me write down the total

so far. I shall continue tomorrow evening again.

In the meantime, hold me gently while I kiss each and every one of

skin pores.

Number 1, number 2, number 3, number 4…what a sweet task.

EO