I love you.
Three words that articulate my poetic soul.
the pinnacle of what's meant to be.
such devotion is blind.
yet your kiss is bliss.
your smile is a drug.
your body is a temple.
you are my religion.
my scrambles of love.
your touch is like a tattoo embedded in my skin.
your lipstick stain is heaven and I wanna glimpse.
your thighs such sweetness I dreamt of the taste every night.
to fuck you passionately in the cold darkened night.
and leave with a poetic verses in the morn.
then to wake just to dream of you makes it harder to breathe.
I choke.
the constant wail or ache in my chest as I rolled over oblivious to the want to be naked.
naughty thoughts come as a hurricane.
ravaging my frontal lobe.
yet I love you.
a whisper so sweet so silky so velvety I can't even speak.
as you waited for the words to escape my lips.
loving you has never been sweeter.
yet I pause.
I smile.
such a devilish charming smile.
as I draw you close hugging you tightly the warmth radiating off your naked body.
I -Love-you.
I say embracing your lips pulling back with a harshness that killed me that I died for another kiss.
a pillow playfully flew from my head.
as I chased you underneath the bedsheets.
you couldn't get over how it felt to hear me say I love you in person for the first time.
my words they solemnly cut you deep.
my silver tongue sung to you like a dead language.
dying to be mine.
you fell hard.
yet I fell harder.
knowing those three little words would soon captivate me.
as I wanted this forever.
so how long is forever?
all I knew was I wanted to live out my days making you smile.
and that undoubtedly completed me.
yet I laid there tangled in you.
wanting nothing else but you.
©darkmocha
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