I’m interested yet intrigued in discovering your kinda love. Teach me the ways of understanding you, appreciating the sound of your experience as it caresses my dreams of holding you. Tickle my thoughts with your signature of a kiss, serenade my soul with taste of eternal nectar gently embedded with your resemblance. Tease my heart with promising echoes of a voice awakening my comatose state, opening my eyes to truthful beauty in the eyes of a woman capable of loving this writer. Reveal to me all that I’m missing, demonstrate your secrets of genius, making this kinda love with you more than a worth while privilege. Can I embrace this experience with you, only you?
– C.A. Thomas