I want an escape, and I’ve found it in you. If I had my way, I’d take you, all my money and all our love, and we’d go and elope on a never-ending vacation.
Just to sit in the sun with you would be enough. I’d help you slather your beautiful pale curves in sun tan lotion, and buy you all the ice creams you could eat.
We could spend forever together down on the sand. And when you thought you were melting away, we could cool off by plunging our naked bodies into the deep shimmering blue of the waters, that reminds me of your eyes.
But I don’t have any money, nor the courage to tell that I love you, want you and need you.
I suppose I’ll just have to settle for writing down my desire-fuelled thoughts to you as I try not to think about you in a bikini, seductively sucking a ice lolly.
You’re always in my fantasies and dreams, both the sexy and the sweet ones, Snowflake.
Your Secret Admirer.
XXX XXX XXX XXX