WET

Wetness does not always pertain to water

in an ocean, river or lake;

Sometimes it refers to how I feel when I remember your embrace. I only have to think of you to remember me in your arms; My legs quivering, my mouth moaning I have fallen captive to your charms. I long to feel your body on mine to know the taste of satisfied love; To lie quietly in your arms we fit together like a hand to a glove. You are the sweetheart of my life you are my one sure bet; You never have to wonder babe . . . you can always keep me wet. ** photo taken: 2/2009 ” Happy Valentines “