Maddie Stone.

Don't ever want to give you up even though
my thoughts and soul you have invaded.
All of me you have yet to know
still these feelings will never be jaded.
Your smile, your touch so warm and precious
longing, waiting and wanting, we survive.
The sweetness of you has become infectious
you touch me, my heart quickens and I'm alive.

With anticipation and excitement to me you surrender

Your passion, your soul and with tender care

We’re absorbed in the pleasures of splendour

And the silence shields us, which is rare

As the senses heightened where we lay

Our bodies tingle and breathing becomes a chore

Touching is more than just play

Panting, splashing, wet we crawled to the shore.

(c)                   Errol Anderson