And to protect this feeling
I'm dealing with...is as emotionally
straining as I could ever endure,

providing shelter for the
memory of her...and I together,
further.
me and she getting closer to nature,
you know getting back to our roots
but still not going so far back
as to forsaking our vow to wait until marriage

no ringy, no dingy

It's the life though,
I'll do what I do just so
I can love her more,
Like reopening the door
to a thief,
she who steals my heart

and I swear I shouldn't be alive,
she's greedy
taking my breath away with the
suttle sway of her hips as
she walks away, knowing
that I have to leave
and go home

but i could never convict her,
nor ever truly accuse her of
breaking a law, she's a law (legend at work),
inside my head painting her
self influenced
masterpiece as I observe in awe

there really is no explanation for
the effect she has on me
and the fact that I protect it,
knowing how disabled I am
when i'm around her

I've concluded that I...
,Dionysius Burton,
have
a
compulsive disorder of ordering
her to do her worse cause
man it feels so good just
to know how this love feels
when she exaggerates her thoughts
with her...I better stop....

I don't want to jinx it

I really like!

i'm glad...thanks for reading and responding