Love In the Making

Your laugh, your glittering eyes, lips slightly parted warm breath from flared nostrils, the rhythm of your heart, silky skin sweetly perfumed, and ghostly caresses from cultured hands. Is that your recipe for our love? A luscious dinner fit for a king? A priceless princess sacrificed on the altar of love? All around the smell of intoxicating incense increases my sensation of being on a lofty cloud experiencing a much-desired dream that has now come true. Stars glitter, night surrounds, in the dark, I hear your loving whispers, espy your feline eyes glittering in the nebulous mist, feel you next to me Ecstasy. My love is now complete.