Ordinary things I wish I could do for you.
Run my fingers through you hair.
Pump petrol into our car for you. I know you are capable and I am equally a feminist with you, but I long to be chivalrous to you.
Hold the door open for you and pull your chair out for you. I wish I could treat you like to a Queen you deserve to be. You are my Royal Majesty.
Find every single one of your ticklish spots and be the only one who knows them.
Zip up your dress when we are preparing to go out for the day and kiss your neck when I've completed my task.
Unzip said dress when we return home and bite your beautiful shoulder when I'm done.
Clasp your necklaces around your gorgeous milky neck, oh Louisa that swanlike neck of yours is one of my obsessions. I suppose that's why I love buying necklaces for you.
Lift you in my arms and carry you to our bed and truly adore and worship your body the way it deserves to be.
I dream of making you a mother end embracing your protruding belly that safely houses our child.
