Mist your flesh wet my touch.
Closing alluring eyes warm breath neck sensations.
Golden summer air soft flowing hair.
Taken down a crystal path of butterfly wings.
Taken away.
Taken away to where love is simple.
Where love is our truths and our answers.
Our embrace is night's mystical moonlight on shimmering glass.
Our finding of each other was when we got lost together.
Let us never to be found.

this one should be in your next book Chad.......

yes i think so