You will never be unloved by me. You are too well tangled in my soul.

And I will fall for you
Not like heavy rain
Or drifting flakes of snow
Like the sun
Everyday
Endlessly
Over and over again

You are an artist, my love.
Your mouth is a musician’s mouth, your lips my tool. My body is the instrument you play, drawing forth the music that is our passion. My cries are the melody, your groans are the lyrics. Our bodies come together and beat to the rhythm of our song. Your breath hushes me, my moans do not obey. My hair whispers on your skin in silken sigh. While your clever fingers wring from my gasp. Our voices mingle in perfect harmony. As together, we sing the wordless song of our instrumental love.

You touched me like I was everything you asked God for. Underneath your hands I became poetry. This is the alchemy that you’ve casted onto me.

Come unglued
Come undressed
Come undone
Show me
In the dark
What you’ve become
Show me
Who you are
When no one is around
Show me who you are
When you remove your crown

Speak to me in poetry
Tangle me in rhyme
Dance upon my senses
****** me with your mind
Lock me up with rhythm
Make love personified
Speak to me in poetry
Wake me up inside

Letting go is hard, but being free is beautiful.