Post by goldenmyst on Jun 9, 2022 23:47:29 GMT -6
Oasis
“Sir, if my legs were thin as a house cat instead of muscular as a tigress would you still love me?”
“Hush, my darling. Don’t speak of physique when the feline spirit runs wild in you.”
“I am the Africa in your jungle where trees are the source of oxygen and sport for the big cats like me.”
“Your heart isn’t so much of darkness as of the light from the treetop canopy that shines like a cathedral of leaves.”
“Then climb aboard and enjoy the ride. Nothing like a windblown bough in the tropics to invite you to my leafy silk.”
“If foliage were silk then the price of the fabric would plunge.”
“Women have the market cornered in that realm.”
“You are my Mona Lisa whose place is forever in the Louvre of my heart.”
“Then speak of me as your lioness for whom you are the source of water in a region of sand in whose beauty we roam on our search for an oasis where pomegranates are the sweetness between us.”
“Sir, if my legs were thin as a house cat instead of muscular as a tigress would you still love me?”
“Hush, my darling. Don’t speak of physique when the feline spirit runs wild in you.”
“I am the Africa in your jungle where trees are the source of oxygen and sport for the big cats like me.”
“Your heart isn’t so much of darkness as of the light from the treetop canopy that shines like a cathedral of leaves.”
“Then climb aboard and enjoy the ride. Nothing like a windblown bough in the tropics to invite you to my leafy silk.”
“If foliage were silk then the price of the fabric would plunge.”
“Women have the market cornered in that realm.”
“You are my Mona Lisa whose place is forever in the Louvre of my heart.”
“Then speak of me as your lioness for whom you are the source of water in a region of sand in whose beauty we roam on our search for an oasis where pomegranates are the sweetness between us.”
