what it'd be to be loved by you. you could press my cheeks, and press me with purpose. what it'd be for it to be true.
i'd fall for your affection, stay golden in your attention, i'd be complete with your weight upon my chest.
my heart it'd be steady, or a rippling river ready, and it'd be so good, all because of you.
could you hold your words as genuine the day we met ? when life fails and shatters and grief leafs fall on splintered sticks ? would you kiss me then tenderly and sweet, or atleast hold me until i weep ?
i've not had an other like it, one that'd stay after that. i'll find peace one day in the aftermath, and then peace shall be your likeness. i'll be your forever grace, your forever, lover.