Follow Your Passion: A Seamless Tumblr Journey
She wore pink lingerie,
And I looked at her, no gazed at her
Like it was the first time.
That is the way it has always been with her,
Ever new. Perfect for all the reasons she believes
herself not to be.
Perhaps it was not on for long,
But it did not matter. She wore it for me,
knowing full well the effect the gift would have on me.
Passion enflamed. Senses suddenly vibrant.
Heart lost to her yet again. My heart touched
As much as my body.
It is true that she submits to me,
But I am forever lost in her.
Both of us, exactly as we should be.