"I like her for her
Not because she's phat like Cindy Crawford
She has got so much to offer..."
I wanted to slice the air between Her and I, when We were walking. Label each cell accordingly with all the Snickers in my bag. I wanted to pick of the Grass between Us; hold it up to the sun and see shadows of Her and I; the degree of our separation. I could feel Her. I was swimming in fear, wanting a touch, that which I musn't mark with my own imperfections--. She: sublime and exalted. Fresh laundry smell. Her arms around me. Her voice. Standing in Rainbow land. An unfamiliar peace. Her candy breath. Full of sweet dreams and calm breaths. Her lovliness increasing. Soul and body in one mad fire fused. Pure unashamed unshackled.all five senses heightened.. feeling light on my feet.. odd to feel the loud heart beat.. the things not accustomed to... I wasn't prepared....