With a sober mind I get high <br />high of fantasies and precious moment with you <br />deep in the ocean sound of my truly emotion <br />of effection affection and collections <br />of many sweet perception <br />of your caramel complexion <br />licking down to your section <br />of a beautiful blessing <br />but reality we move so urgent <br />that even though no curves was bent <br />full honest conversation <br />of much needed independence <br />....now this is just the beginning<br /><br />James Bost<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/faded-25/
