Love For My Wife Poem by Johnathon Jenkins

Coming out from the fog paralyzed by the sites before me
Lifted up by her beauty warmed by her chest
Resting my head on her breast
Fills my sole with water dehydrated and parched from the long traveled desert
Heals my wounds and moist my lips
The love poured out gives me un-grounding strength to accomplish and achieve anything for her overwhelming presence and beauty
A taste from her cup sends a powerful fulfillment through out my body Her climatic squirming and moans consuming, squeezing my sole to ring out the life before me taking me to a higher place
I fill her cup and come back to her arms lifted up by her beauty warmed by her chest resting my head on her breast.
Wife is to simple of a word for such a boundless love that travels on and on like the universe expanding infinitely