A love note for Dragobete

Sweet smiles, skipped beats, held hands, heartbeats.

Catch the spark, a work of art, the beauty of her body, a beating heart.

Touch my soul, feel me fly, engulf my whole, you and I.

Taste my essence, touch my skin, feel my presence, reel me in.

Whispered secrets, dreamy gaze, exchanged thoughts, different ways.

Sounds of laughter, tears of pain, sought after, again and again.

Smell my scent, I’ll drown in yours, you’ll hold my heart as I hold yours.

Love is made and felt and seen, this is love, this is real.