Each day my mind wanders to explore the wonder of you,

I admire you as a woman and for the little things you do,

The joy of loving is known more to me than others I know,

Perhaps it is that you love me more or that I love you so,

I think of how it feels to touch you or is it sensations I feel,

The greatest sensation I could know is of your sex appeal,

You are sensational as a lover or should I say you’re great,

Perhaps more so said to others is how the words do relate,

As your lips come close to mine I feel a fire igniting inside,

Before our lips spark, fore contact I feel electrical collide,

A snapping sound of electrical arc is felt along with heard,

Isn’t it odd the sound of electrical or is it said to be absurd,

I truly like how you make me feel when I feel loin blood flow,

Blood of loin moving to excite is a sensation we both know,

I must say in true belief that I know it more than others do,

Thought given to process will prove it’s because I love you,

Today I feel my keg is full since completion did not occur,

Halt came quite suddenly last night to be more of a blur,

Thus my pistol remains quite full and said too its cocked,

The sensation of sexual exclamation was sadly blocked,

Perhaps said relief will come to be when you arrive home,

A kiss to such parts will expel full loins of my chromosome,

Then a sensation of sexual satisfaction will be the known,

It could then be said it occurred when our love was shown.

The end, by Pat for Patti

I love you