Last night seemed to have lasted for years, and I loved every moment of it. Able to fill the room with odes of my care for her pink soul. Practicing how I’ll serenade you every night after you’ve bathed in milk and honey prepared over an open flame; where I’ll wash your hair while reciting poems from my heart.
You. Will. Want. For. Nothing
when you choose my love’s home to lay your beautiful head. I’ll always be gentle with you Madam. This is the only way my love knows how to be