Dedicated to Tara Owen
Tara, as you wake in the morning and open your beautiful eyes, the heavens that look at you can not help but smile. It smiles with such a beautiful sunset upon you that the birds feel its joy and start their serenade.
The sun can not wait to caress your delicate face. To give you the warmth that only the joy from a lover can bring you.
As you stand up from bed, the bed sheets caress your entire body but do not want to let go. They hold-on to what ever part of your body that can hold-on to, as long and as hard as they can. This tends to explain why it is so hard for you to get up from bed.
You body is so intoxicatingly addictive that the water in the shower is expecting your presence so it too can have its share of your essence. It yearns to run thru your skin, from head to toe.
As you get out for the day, the wind touches your head as it runs thru your beautiful long hair. And it carries your aroma thru the wind so the whole creation can bare witness of your beautify.
And at the end of the day, when you laid down to sleep, the stars of the night shine on your face. So even at night when most things are dark, you face will be illuminated for the world to see.
So as you can see, I am not one to be blame if all I want to do is be with you, because if the big creation itself with all it possesses simply can not live without your presence, as strong as it is. I am but a spec in this galactic scenario; and in comparison with creation,
I am just a simple man!
Rob
You’re Lover