Fragile Love

Fragile Love

How do you protect yourself
Tears are not the answer
It arrives on your doorstep like the milk but it is as fragile as the bottle it arrives in
Luv is on existence. It is a field full of feelings, warmth, preciousness, a galloping gallon of kisses, laughter, passion and friendship.

You can feel it in a voice, in a hug, in a song, in your head, but it does not mean anything
unless it is truly in your soul, shouting at you from within

loving for a long time –
a serene feeling of safeness comes over you, embellishing you in a feeling like being covered in chocolate from head to toe, a warm and yet slightly wicked fantasy knowing you are in no danger.

Entrust all your troubles to me,
my arms are open, ready for a hug.
Release all your anger into my embrace,
I will wrap you up in protection and huddle you from the wind.
Release your breath all over my face as my cheeks glow with blushes.
Entrust your kisses to only me.
Blossom me with your lovemaking by tenderly smothering me with your enveloping warmth.

The line crossed is visionary, keeping the milk in the bottle is a task I only help my heart to do, the other players do not know my bottle may crack, spill or burn out. Take care, be gentle, be kind, be resourceful, but be here…