As the sun bleeds into the evening sky, we walk hand in hand to our sacred spot. That place where we met so many years ago! That place that we went back to, again and again, and we built our dream.
Making love as the sun goes down, grey hair is banished as we recapture our youth! As our lips dance, passion ripples through my body, setting fire to my soul.
Our reunion, sweeter than the manuka, glistens and drips from between your thighs. My face held fast by thighs that for years held another in their sway.
