
Powerful thread
Inno the delecate touch of your finger tips would be like having the lush and exuberent liquid waves from a distant planet sprinkle me with virgin water that has been touched by no impurity or pollutant.
I would sky dive from the edge of outer space with a space suit hand stiched by you knowing that your tenderness in the handwork would out perform any scientific theroy or brainstorm.
lighting from night skys is but a momentary flash of day
the vibrato of thine voice would sweep all pains away
the aroma of her heat would suffice the many in need
her fragrance a world within itself only few are worthy to receive