Time with her is an important as the air you breathe.. You can’t fathom because this one isn’t for you! In her space, imperfection is transformed to attraction… Smiles and laughs cure my anxiety and help clear my head.. As focused as a doctor performing surgery, she’s precise with how she distributes her energy. Created for me, 100% to me and reciprocated for a stronger us. If you caught us on broughton, you probably bent ya neck for all the wrong reasons. Becoming a slave to her walk and shape. Missing her smile, beautiful complexion and her most valuable asset; those luscious lips.. I focus on the northern region, constantly wondering how she was crafted so perfect.. She doesn’t know but she controls my heart rate when she looks my way.. Adjusting my pressure like a puppet master but bringing me to a safe zone when her hand clings to mine.. TBH, I’d beg for her touch. Especially if it means her lips latching to mine. Soft as an angelic feather and just as genuine. I long for permanent time with her and I hope she feels that same.. Looking forward to more days and years like this…