I caress an angel;

An angel who calls herself mine.



It feels something like sin...
Too good to be free.
But it is,
and I can almost feel
those wings wrapped around me
holding me with her.

Have you ever tasted heaven?
kissed a cloud during your stay?

The dew still rests upon your lips
and there is no resisting you.

There is no restraint
in giving myself to you
in any and every form.

There's something about being with you
that makes every connection feel
just as perfect
just as pleasurable.

Some nights
I think I could make love to you
just for that feeling after it
holding you in my arms
and our eyes making love instead.

I love you Marcia.



If ever something was worthy of worship...
baby it's you.


I remember the the first time I met you
and how I hoped God couldn't see
the way I looked at you.

I broke the first commandment
into thousands of pieces
the moment I laid eyes on you,
my goddess.








For the rest of my life,
I will hold you like God isn't watching;

in such a way that you'll know
I love you most.