is trust and holding on to ewe the way a young man holds his lovers hand
Eye almost said his mothers hand and yes his lovers tewe we nevere are so nervous with the mother but for some umfathomanable reason there is not no need for more discussion the lover causes nerves and we so want to please ewe by the child like wishes turning into kisses and then ineesteemable love the kind that is still indescribable to anyone the HIGH and low we go to to find the peace we seek we seek to make ewe love the trust turned into love the love turned into kiss the kiss turned into blossoms of purple petals falling all around me oh god could this be love
