This year my valentine is special
Someone I hold close...
Sleepless yet again
Looking at the clock...
I haven't really flown
in so long...
It’s not you
it’s her hips...
The aching is the from residue
Of inebriation creeping through...
Its
time to...
First setting eyes on you
the desire is overwhelming...
Around our axis we rotate
Almost 1000 miles per hour...
Our hearts yearn for you
My soul is crying out...
Every stroke of the pen
paper is filled with affection...
Crouching like a lioness
listening to a weasle squeal...
I sink into your softness
You know my curves so well...