"Tangled Up"

lobb152

And I love your curly Q’s. The way they sway, in the wind, when you walk. How they hide your smile if I stare too long. And the way they bounce, in bed, when I’m making love to you.

And I can’t wait to see them jump as I pick you up. Reunited at last with the sunset at our backs and the last light, of the day, shimmering through your curly Q’s.

Godfather.

sounds like love to me.

Godfather.