`Just felt like sharing one of the many poems I received from my best friend/boo/whatever you call it...
If our love were a rose,
satin petals thick with dew,
I'd awaken you each morning
and make tender love to you.
If our love were a falcon
with wings spread wide in flight,
I'd soar with you beneath the stars
and welcome you in each night.
Read on
with wings spread wide in flight,
I'd soar with you beneath the stars
and welcome you in each night.
Read on
