Your heart is my airport To travel, you have to go there To fly, just being my pilot, capricious Careful and loving, a good guy Studious, attentive, courageous A companion, true A squire, without fear If necessary, dangerous Make lunch, Serves the table Kisses all over my body, brings beer Then kisses me again, washes the dishes Turns off and turns on my fire Playing my game

As he groaned, I felt the hairs on my body stand on end, he tossed quickly and panted. - You are mine. he said that September night. I was drowning in excitement, but I knew that when he was done, the same wouldn't be mine and I wouldn't be his.