This is our special book by the way...
As you can see in less than a year it's already so full it can't even close!
and sorry for the horrible picture but here is the original of the poem that he sent me...
I love how he goes out of his way to make sure everything is special for me, he cut out labels, and painted the background, I couldn't ask for more. So here's the poem which he didn't title.
Dark red wine presses gently to her perfect parted lips
Prevading her body lascivious and lively she gets
Her lush sensuality drips, from every gentle curve, every graceful line
Her hands her body hot pleading for mine
And forgetful we are of the time
For we are caught in one another
Til burning fills the air and we laugh at each other
The hum of the fan the sweet smokey air pulls us
Unwanton from our ordeal
We turn impatient back to the preparation of our meal
Yet an intolerable excitement persists for nakedness yet to be revealed
Longing for each other's touch, each other's kiss
Desperate we feel
Fighting as we eat and imbibe more drink
"Flirting with the inevitable" we both think
We both know yet the pleasant ache persists
The anticipation heightening our bliss
Finally in privacy, and in love
It culminates, it's divine, it's making love