How Do I Count

From his touch in the middle of the nite…
To the way his smile makes me not wanna fite.


From the laughter that fills the room when we’re together…
To the sacred sessions~ 
That consume us bringing us passionate pleasure.
 
Wow, I’m impressed… with the way you dress… 
I must confess… You Are The BEST!
You are the lover of my soul! With you I want to grow old... 
grand children we will scold, God let our history unfold… 
Our story has never been told… from beginning to end… 
You are my friend… I love you so much… please be my valentine… 
Sometimes…
 
How do I count the ways I want to love him?
Do you know how much I need him? 
I need to feel the warmth of his embrace…
I need to count the wrinkles when he smiles
 in the creases in his face.
I wonder how you are when you are not around…
I can feel you coming from a distance 
by the softness of your sound.
 
How do I count the ways I want to chase him 
and let him chase me,
Lovers come and lovers go but with you, 
I always glow!
 
Wow, let me treasure the pleasing of this moment 
While I have him in my presence…
I never want to leave his sight 
For I know this love is right… 
 

~ Coach T ~

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