Ronald

March 26, 2017
9:38 pm

Ronald

My beloved media naranja
Everytime I kiss your lips
I see komorebi
lingering in your eyes
Your tender touch
leaves me geborgenheit
and intoxicatingly Kilig
You are my strength
holding my wind
breathing comfort
while I sleep
You're my beginning
And my end
That oozes
In my soul

I love you

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker