Hide n' Go Freak

Baby, you are my sweetest taboo.

I’m floating between views of this Sunday mem’ry,

Love and a family.

Happiness fills me and I hope you get at me, soon.

Because I’m digging you

Like the crypts in Egypt, my love runs deep and wide,

And you got me open like a research monkey.

What I’m trying to say is…

The cool points are out the window and you got me straight trippin boo.

That’s why we seize the moment,

Try to freeze it and own it,

Squeeze it and hold it

On another level,

The mood is mellow, herbal tea, drum beats and bagels with cream cheese

The breakfast club,

catering to 2 hearts filled with passion all day.

Passing quips of sarcasm as a sonnet of love,

I raise my bagel half to you, my fella.

Because we consider these minutes golden.

Small kine makes me sad because I want to be a Vet. What the EFF?

heyyoitsrobee:

Except Wellemyer and Medders. Get those two motherfuckers out of there.

 So true!

In the fragile, fleeting moment of love, time is a distant echo.  Lost to the whir of wings as they caress the air in ascent and the firm touch of hands made delicate by warm clouds.  The mind reels in slow dizziness.  The heart quickens, pauses, and releases its pace to a gentle, even flow.  Eyes dance delightedly with the casual spark of knowing.  Hair glows softly, touched by the slender fingers of light fading though guarded shades.  Easy breath now, soft whispers, faint smiles and dreamy laughter.