FOR POETRY

I never expected your soft love to blow with such passion, and carry the essence of your perfect perfume. I was just searching for a love's satiety and a spring's caress, I never expected my feelings to run deep, but in your arms I always wanted to sleep.

Sometimes the words just don't come, no matter what, there's no inspiration, nothing strikes me, nothing is there, just a blank page, it's like a winter white out, I need you here to clear my mind, because with you  I find my all inspiration.

You are a red rose, passionate summary of enticing love, enthralling expression of heart and soul, desire of aromatic love and symbol of sweetness. Your alluring beauty waters the love  inside my heart, you are a tender connection of forever inclination.