Let me set the scene for you

A crisp winter dawn
A single flower, as red as warmth, with tiny drops of water
Frozen on her petals, waiting for the sunlight

Let me set the scene for you

A summer forest
A cool haven from the cruel heat
Veiled by soaring luscious green is a meandering path
Leading....... where?

Allow me to close your eyes

A soft hand on your cheek
A caress from your chin to your neck
One delicate graze, and then, briefly, nothing

Allow me to kiss you

You are the warm, red flower
Resting in the summer forest
And my lips invite you
To walk the path with me
Quote by mh.666
This man is right.

My life in all aspects is going fucking brilliantly, so I just thought I'd offer a cyncial scrap of wisdom, gloat a little, and then leave.