I love her in various ways. From the early morning experiences, until night streams close the window shades. I said I loved her many times, two souls sharing warmth infusing our lives. I love her tenderly like a mist touching every flower until they bloom. I should love her at the dawn of the midnight. When time creates a special moment, guiding us, towards the light waves, within the moon. I should love her sudtly where there are no distractions around. I love her happily while in the romantic passing of time. I love her rightly politely so at the beginning infusing our souls. I love her relentlessly, until the sounds of two hearts beats intentionally. I love her as thunderstorms rage. As we move closer together then melt into always. I love her completely, with the heart soul and mind. Every romantic gesture fasten to our lives. I love her righteously, love opens intimate doors. I love her beyond everything from a single kiss, the natural sway that moves her hips. I love her.
© Daniel Mason