Bliss

Her happiness is infectious,

Spreading through me,

Makeing me want to laugh,

And grin and steal a kiss,

Or more than one,

I want more of this,

To swim in oceans of her joy,

Basking in the warmth of her smile,

Marveling at the sparkle in her eyes,

Swept up in her laughter,

Breathing deep her bliss,

Filling me with delight,

Letting it shine apon my skin,

And warm my bones,

With the sensual grace,

Of her rejoicing heart.

Best wishes -SirHanz

A song on my lips

Tonight I am singing..

For those that dont understand the significance of that I will elaborate.

I dont sing…

There are only two things that ever inspire me to sing.

1. Love.

2. Being so happy I dont care anymore and just sing.

That’s it. Other than that.. never.

I can count on one hand the times in the last 5 years I have been singing.

I am singing tonight.