Gabrielle L. Tastet
Perfection In Man's Form
At first there was just you, then me
Growing up blissfully unaware of each other’s existence
Then we met.
Forces colliding like two trains so different then so alike
We talked, you made me laugh
Slowly my heart crawled form my chest to your hands. Where it has stayed
You held it.
The move was yours. From the moment our lips touched, for me there was no going back
The passion we had let build up inside, exploded in our frenzy