She Appreciates..

She appreciates…

Loves — appreciates…
She sat on chair
He didn’t dare.
He used a cooler to park his culo
-She was cool though
She is..
Love with a hug…
Love is when this hug is held on to..
A strong shoulder will hold her head on.. Up — She keeps her head on..
She’s been led on–
She’s been dead wrong
In past days but alas-
days are exactly as she imagined they’d be..
She feels lovely, loves how he ..
Appreciates her/ her thoughts beneath what she,
she says, layers below
She has layers to go;
To unveil, he never fails to see how she – is feeling.
He relieves her of dealing with a whole world as a solo-ist.. She can always reminisce and she appreciates this.

Then …when he couldn’t quite light her candle she announced ..
she did declare that she was the hare.. stating that he.. he should be
exiting.
That,
left him flat
And all that… That was it.
He had velvet-soft mits, he was unfit to tend to her fits/
He had soft hands, the softest.. Slender hips, the slightest waist line even grays were divine ~
Displayed was her shine~
In his mind- wide was his window because he did know
That breath that blew Into his room was her. Of this -his- thoughts were sure.

His words welcomed her but she was sure
he was soft as his hands were
She was sure that she could hurt him
She knew she could
She knew she could

She hates how she was.. But she, she does.. She appreciates.
She appreciates.