Embroidered by Imagination

I love…
…how much I enjoy looking at you, being with you and just enjoying your company.  We never seem to run out of things to talk about.

French writer Voltaire (François-Marie Arouet)
Sometimes
We make love with our eyes.
Sometimes
We make love with our hands.
Sometimes
We make love with our bodies.
Always
We make love with our hearts.
Love is a canvas
Furnished by Nature
And embroidered by imagination.