through the alibis of time's demise love me for my lows, & my highs lead, or follow me down the road where, there's more hellos, than bye byes more, i'm wonderfuls, than, i'm fines no surprises, no hidden innuendos disclosed just the clearest, sincerest prose, divulged through my eyes the windows to my soul makes you long to elope, with my mind i can be wrong, i suppose; my pride's not foolish, nor on the line my rules is, to live for the love of you uninfluenced, by what others do my, i love you’s, are like music & come in multiples of two to suppress your defenses so your apprehensions, are comfortably removed you’re feeling sensuous; sexually adventurous, & enthused to where, what you’re wearing, makes an exodus as you're wooed, out your dresses & your shoes my lips, functioning like finger tips intense sensations, rushing in like a blitz, or penetration making its way, tracing, down your mane to your hips lonely butterfly; only love of mine in the past, now, in another life hold me; a cuddle’s fine guzzle my wine, to drunken, like brass monkey the sweet nothings, in your thumper turning you into something, scrumptious like supper; like, your mother's chicken & dumplings pumpkin, you're my pie the apple of my eye slide this napkin on your thighs & feast on every piece of my desires