Through all our trials, pain, and frustration, All the amazing moments we have, I have to share what my heart still shouts to me.
The poetry in his words, his thoughts. Using a thousand words to describe your every breath and touch to me.
He staggers and swoons, drunk with your every stare.
Your softness, your smell…
It consumes me in vast fields of elation…
Darkened Lace…
Restraints of passion on a dominate heart…
Obligations of my soul to satisfy your every need…
Your every want…
You are my favorite obsession!
T.L. Stafford
7-11-2018
The object of your obsession must be pleased.
She always seems to be 😉
Beautiful✨
Thanks, man…
Yes. Gorgeous, T.
Thank you
A lucky object of obsession indeed😍👏🏻
You are as fortunate as she. Beautiful images.
🙂 thank you!
Very beautiful poem – I hope you read it to this lovely woman.
Oh, she is very lovely!
I do read them to her as well as her reading my books that I write in… 🙂
I’m sure she feels very special when she hears your writings, especially about herself.
19 years of poetry… she still loves them! 😉
You are such a romantic man. I love that she inspires you so much even after 19 years. It’s always a pleasure reading you Tim.
*smiles* Thank you, hun. I truly appreciate you reading. She, my wife, is truly amazing.
She must be as you are yourself. And don’t you ever doubt it.
You’re very kind saying so 🙂
like the passion in your poetry.
Thanks! I have an amazing wife… She is my passion!
me, too 👍
They are hard to come by these days! lol
so true