Few Words: Tender

Tender You are tender to me Like a prayer forming from reluctant lips I speak your name Love always, Esha ❤

Young Love

Young Love remember when we walked the moonlit pier besieged by your graceful entrance enveloped in the contagious essence of your smell held by large toned muscles tough enough to make a triceratops take notice... he was a part of my cotton candy coated teenage dream riding the twists and turns  on the youthful rails … Continue reading Young Love