It's an endless sensation..every second I spend caressing your silk skin. Every reaction right up to the breath that leaves you fires me up...you're a goddess and you spill your heart out on the sheets.
The way you shiver when we **** is the way my heart palpitates and I'd explode inside you countlessly if the consequence were non existent.
A love letter.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
But roses aren't really red they're kinda this weird shade of apple
And violets are far from blue, they're actually purple
See these are the lies we tell ourselves so the rest of our stories make sense,
Like I keep telling myself that "I love you's" are best said in twos
But I think the chances of that these days are about as good as trying to find a violet that's actually blue so
In that case
Roses are apple
Violets are purple
Good luck trying to finish that one
Because my "I love you's" are lonesome.
My take on a classic
We will carry this silence between us
And let the atmosphere tell our story
Because we both know we won't.
I love you is too generous for you
And I hate you is too permanent for me
And we've both agreed there's no in between.
So we will carry this silence between us.
As the atmosphere tells our story
Where we will both be waiting
For one of us to break the silence.
Idk how to feel anymore
My complexity was never in the things I said or did, but in the ways I couldn't help myself from saying and doing them.
It's the way.
A small thought of my experience as a deeply feeling person.
It's really short I hope the message is clear.
Perhaps you and I are an eclipse
and our life spans are the time before and after it. As to make sure it only happens once.
And we will glance at one another for a long moment before our fingertips slip through the space between our hands like desert sand.
One last time I will tell you how the stars were always just the light in your eyes, shining through the cracks in my bedroom ceiling and I was merely the darkness inside the room.
If I could stand on my tippy-toes, the way you like it, I would lasso planet HAT-P-7b and place it in your chest between those stars that made you.
But you will vanish from my sight and take my universe with you. And I, spacebound, will travel another 7 years into the next lifetime to find your arms around me in the morning.
Even if our next eclipse lasts only 7 minutes and 31 seconds.
if you like astronomy you will know why that planet is so special. ***