Poem for her 345

Dear Readers,


Anything


The red candy stripped girl said to me
Yes you babe
There was that question and then
Anything as the answer
Not sure what the question was now
Your lips make me forget my name
My oh my what they say when they kiss me
I hear us purr like cats
I watch the video of your toes
In their new color
Shades close to ones you've had before
Or new ones
Still fresh from my fingers moving them
Massaging your feet and calves
Seeing the red here and there, seeing you
Smile again and seeing your hand shake
The back warm where kinks touched
The sighs of contentment
Kiss you all century long
Touch you even longer

Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.