Your Love
Like the rising sun licking the oceans blue waves
A summers breeze cooling wet kiss that graces my neck and cheek
The sweet smell of rain showers in the hottest part of the day
You calm my spirit and soothe me in a way that reminds me of waking to the suns warm inspirations
Replays and reminiscences of the late night conversations filled the air with a thickness anticipation
Bewitching presence just waiting to kiss your sweet honey dew lips
Scented like ripped fruits equated through thoughts driven by minds of passion
Enticing like the moon, you are hypnotically inviting
We love to the sun sets and rises again
You lay incubated in my embrace, with the most content look upon your face
I cannot hide my smiling, just as you tell me in your softest voice that you love me and I literally feel as if I am flying
Anatomical Mirror” Love Thyself
Peering through my facade, weaknesses, hurt and pain...scabbed heart.
l am healed.
Her lips...
Sweet, full and sincere, like the words they utter beckoning my soul to join hers in eternal happiness.
I am convinced.
Her hair...
Strong pliable roots embedded in genius, coiling around my sometimes resistant arms and ever willing flesh.
I am bound.
Her skin...
Supple yet tight, beautiful...pure complete adoration of her.
ln awe of my own reflection.
Host
You are perfection in a host
The pain you have endured
Birthed beauty through & through
Evolving and changing the scope of that perfection...like cutting a gem to remove impurities
You're enhanced with every cut
Those who hadn't or don't see it
Cannot
It's not their fault
Those who know about gems will do anything to come close but most won't be worthy of what you behold
Bite
Trembling skin along with the ache of coldness.
A touch that is infectious
Bewitches my mind into an endless high
Lust fills the organism pumping, generating under my breast, and under my rib cage
Her scent arousing
My senses are drowning
Letting my eyes of mystery wander
The color of the heat is blinding
Silenced by the touch
Into your body finding warmth
My mouth searching for moistness to met my lips
Finding my way to pulsating between clenched thighs
She stares into my eyes
Then take my bite
Supply & Demand
The attraction I have for you can never be duplicated or patented.
Reminiscent of a snoflake in the passion of winter...unique.
You yourself would be well acquainted with this connection, I am relaying to you as it is a rare form of communication we alone share.
The translation of this unpressed euphoric state is never ending somewhat infinite and a pleasure to maintain.
Would the slightest thought be administered to this stance?
I am now boldly proclaiming to be solely affiliated with only you.
Are you capable of identifying it, the minute as it may currently appear?
If the resounding response to this is yes...
I submit to your demand.
The Truth is in the Heart
You may not know at first
Where the search should begin...?
But everyone knows...
That the true treasure is found in the cavity of a chest
Hearts aren't colorful in a literal sense but the ora's that exist give the very respondent energy as the perspective eye receives when color is viewed
How clearly you are seen
Your art obscured by the untrained eye but dissected your every line
The Truth is in the Heart