When her blue and green eyes look at my silver and gold my heart is sold. When her head is on my shoulder, I feel like getting bolder. Her lips touch mine and Im in a daze. Soon she has me in a craze. Her hand rubs my chest and her hair tickles my face but were not married it must be a disgrace. She willingly lets me strip her down to her underwear. I know she's flattered by the way I stop and stare. She takes off my shirt and my clothes until I'm bear. She spreads on the floor and I begin. She makes me feel like an athlete after the win. Slowly we make love here so. I love Katsa and my name is Po.
At the end of our fun time we realize the world cannot stop in time. Everything we do must not rhyme.
The love we have was shared. We gave each other all we had to bare. The tenderness and care that filled the air. Our connection is deeper. And my grace is keener. As the mountains get steeper we remember our time like we were party streamers floating in the air, like two Gracelings without care.
