Now at home, right in my bed,

I felt the savory taste that i couldn't appreciate in the first place.

In my bed I lay, naked and emotionally handicapped by the taste I didn't appreciate.

I now swim on the procedures that lead to your gift of red lips. The hand in hand dance, the communications of eyes and the weakness of the boy.

It was at the basement where I sat devastated with my head full of weaknesses. You approached me and I was shy, even as a boy.

Your hand took mine, and we walked through the lonely hallway, uttering no word. A thousand words filled my thoughts, my worries joined a forest and I saw my self in a garden of happiness, yet I hide it from you. 

You seems to be reading through my thoughts and said; Ben it's normally like this, just be patient with your self. 

I now refrain from my shyness a bit, and looked it your eyes, we sat with my hands still in yours. You fixed your eyes into mine and I could hold it. 

We do talked but never dived into this berry world. I saw my self in your Mary eyes, and I spoke thousands of lovely words through my eyes. You're never a novice in game and dicey world and drew me firmly close to your smooth body.

 Our body touched, we stood, my hands now on your hips but so weak and shy to act. Your lips now into mine, and I could feel the love. Yes I will adapt to my new environment, I said in my mind. 

The voice your heard couldn't stop you. You were so determined till I withdrew, and made a fast run, towards the door. You said bye and I didn't give . I knew you understood me; Ben in a new world of freedom of life style.

Now in my bed I say thanks for making today a best day so far. 

I wish they air will pass my thanks to you, Love.

I wish it could tell you how much I appreciated today's berry consummation.

#Benadapting

#All is well