Say..

I liked the way she said ‘papers.’

Dancing off her tongue like an intoxicating blend of tango and ballet...

Curving, in and out... her lips paving the way for the sharp turn ahead.

A hard right followed by a steep uphill climb through her Inhibitions,

Tumbling softly into the creases of her Conversation.

A highway of racing Emotions and bumper-to-bumper Expressions,

Exiting along the passion-soaked boulevard of Expectation and Mystery...

All hidden between a ‘ps.’

I liked the way she said ‘green’…