Part 3
Happiness is circulating through me
It swirls around and around
I can’t get enough of it.
Just the very thought of him sets me off
The lighter of my cigarette
He is washed through my mind day and night with no means of an end
I like him.
I like him like I like no other
It’s just him
He’s created a sense of closeness only I can hear, see, smell and touch and I want it to be forever mine. That sense of taste is but a fledgling in need of a nurturing hand.
Our greeting will be one of joyous laughs, intense callings, culminating in a warm embrace.
I cannot wait for his return
To be bear hugged
To be teased
To be his
(2015)
