And just for thought...
He told I was lovely as he gently stroked the inside of my wrist
and I said, "Yes but you will you love me tomorrow?"
He tilted his head and smiled that smile,
leaning close to my ear, whispering he would love me forever.
I giggled, he wanted to be pleased, and I was willing to play.
Off we rode into the night, finding our way to each other
where he handed me yet another cocktail.
I smiled his smile, the one he called breathtaking,
and asked for a tour of his home,
knowing the final destination.
In candle light and Sinatra serenading,
our passion filled the air among soft moans, wild gasps.
The question was never would he love me in the morning.
The question was would I?
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.