Natasha My Dear

Dear Natasha,

I write in English. A mere serving of ice-cream in a dish.

A means to connect. Similar to that joy-ride in your corvette.

Becoming aware. Trust me-I don't stare.

Bonding on a higher level. Catching your attention-Banging that bevel.

Trying with all my will. Essentially to tend , as well as mend. An established relationship that will not bend.

Merely a way to steal that sway.

What the spring-time represents in May.

AN avid adamance towards connecting ; keeping me at bay.

Natasha, will you never stay away.

Ultimately according each and everyday.

From your dearest, Joshua aiming to stay...