Let’s Break Bread (Love Letter pt 3)

The way to a man’s heart is whatever that man loves the most
When you figure it out, you’ll let me know
Well I like long walks, and endless conversations, delicious food and situations without complications
So if you’re up for a long trek, or just meaningless purposeful drabble,
Let’s break bread
If you agree to disagree without any squabble
Let’s break bread
If you don’t care that I eat like a 5 year old, I won’t care if you’re as boisterous as the sea or reads the last chapter first
If you can withstand the cold touch of my toes, I’ll take the warm caress of your hands
Let’s break bread
New seasons start when there’s a breaking away from something old
So let’s break bread as I open this door to my heart to you

By dasouda

My Driver (Love Letter Pt 2)

He drives me
Wherever I want to go
Day or night
Night and day
He drives me
Summer or Fall
Or Spring or cold cold Winters
He takes me to places
Because it’s his job
To take me there
He’s allowed to steer
He’s the man at the wheel
Taking corners and curves
Like he knows the place
like the back of his hands
Slowing down, speeding up
Taking pit stops and water breaks
He drives me
because I want him to
I could drive myself
I’m fully capable
But I rather enjoy the ride
when he’s in control
and I’m his passenger
So whether it’s early in the morning
a quick midday trip
or a long night ride
I’m completely and totally at his mercy
as long as
He drives me
By dasouda

Question for my Valen-MINE (Love Letter Pt 1)

How do you get to be

Involved with the most sensitive

Parts of me?

How do you

Dance with my emotions

And dabble in my thoughts?

How did you get access

To my obscured smile

And my love for good wine

My need for knowledge

And yearn for comfort

And desire for love?

You’re in, that’s a fact

I just want to know

How did you do that?

By dasouda