Feeling a warm contentment is feeling the warm sun kissing my skin as I lay on the beach with the warm wind blowing through my hair,
hearing the ocean waves roaring to shore, you are laying beside me holding my hand, as we have a conversation that turns to laughter, I reach over to grab my soda to share with you, we both sit up and talk some more, laughing and looking off to the ocean, watching the sunset along the horizen, for that instant moment I look into your eyes wondering if I should kiss you, the answer was right there, you pulled me close to you, you lips meet mine and we are wrapped in a blissful kissing and hugging, so eagerly to kiss you deep feeling the warmth of your lips and being in your arms, your warm kisses, trail down to my neck as I feel your fingers trail down my back, the sunsets more and the stars and moon come out as I am laying on my back and you kiss me some more, we are entangled in our warm passion feeling the weight of your body against mine as our hips meet together and we are bonded in sheer passion, hearing the ocean waves crash against the shore, as the waves of passion overcomes us in a feeling of warm contentment.

This poem is rated PG

Very nice dear lady.

Thank you as it turned out I tried to write it on paper, couldn't do it, mabe writers block so I wrote it on here, and the words just flowed out, can't figure that one out.

Words are indeed flowing sometimes others times they take time. Paper to me is tough to write down on paper.

Writing to me I think is a gift, just as cooking to you is a gift, we are all good at do something, even if its at least one thing.

I try at cooking.

I know that you are a good cook, because of your recipes, so I think you do a good job at cooking.

I cook because I like to taste the food once it is done. Most of the recipes are my great grandmothers, mothers aunts, and grandfathers.

A very nice read. Thank you for sharing. :)

Thank you

And tazz, nothing wrong with loving to eat, and cherishing your families recipes.

Oh I know, love the recipes from my heritage that is why I love to share them indeed.

If eating is a crime, LOCK ME UP!

Only thing better than eating is someone to cook it for you. Talk about SEXY!!!!

- Josh