LOVELY IMAGINATION

There we are inside a silent house love whispers,i clearly hear making me think of getting near but all I want when I get near comfortably sit gently on his laps slowly my head I will bent finding comfort on his built chest not missing a single heart beat finding it comfortable,with warmth getting all it's worth though non is real the atmosphere changes wind whispering romance though rare are the chances physically nothing changes bt mentally something changes the bored mood just changes comfort never changing imagination that changes out in the blue shiny sunny sky the weather just so good wondering why sometimes I shy with my chin held up high wishing so badly to happen but imagination just says bye Maajah Poetry Ibmahtak Htur