All I know is this

Ιt's raining, 
it's cold
I'm cold,
trying to write a blogpost 
and failing miserably
and all I know is this:

I love this man
coming to me every so often
I love his eyes
and the way he makes me feel
his body
his warmth
his smile 
his arms
the way he makes everything seem so easy
how he can come up with solutions
 to all kinds of life's problems
his beloved weirdness
the way orgasms with him come
so effortlessly ,
like a sweet sigh,
as if she almost can't help it
so relaxed and natural,
like everything is with him...

Ι just love this man....